Today was the 25th New London to New Brighton Antique Car Run.
Don’t know what that is? I didn’t either…until last year.
I know, I know. This is the part of the show where you’re all trying to figure out if I’ve totally lost my marbles, wanting to talk to about…antique cars.
I don’t think so…yet.
But anyway. Marcus’ side of the family? Are (major) car people. And some close family friends are car people too. So they brought up a couple of their cars to make the run this year.
The run itself is this really festive production with hundreds of old cars and people in period costumes and a course meant to pay homage to the London to Brighton Car Run in England.
In order to participate, your car has to have a certain number of cylinders in the engine (it’s not a very big number) and be REALLY OLD. Think: Pre-1910.
Feel like a fish out of water yet?
Since I’m terrible at the specifics, just have a look at our sweet ride.
The run actually spans an entire day (it’s a 120 mile course), but for those members of the group made of less sterner stuff, joining-up for a portion of the ride is a totally acceptable way to go.
So, in the spirit of Living Life To The Fullest (and being supportive children and all that) Michelle and I drove out to Buffalo to meet-up with them so that we could ride along for a while.
We ended up getting out there at about 1:30, which was actually perfect. There was a bit of a chill in the air this morning, but by the time we made our way into the country, it was pleasantly warm with only happy, puffy clouds dotting the sky.
Driving in the great wide open isn’t new to me – my high school boyfriend had a rockin’ baby blue Celica that he ferried me to and from school in every day.
But experiencing the countryside in this type of car was unlike any other driving experience I’ve ever had.
It was really…pastoral.
And then I got really carried away with all of the road signage.
I’m just…really sorry about that. Really.
I don’t know what got into me.
It just happens sometimes.
We probably rode for about 35 minutes, until we rolled into mile 91 and our car started overheating.
At that point, it just seemed best to call it a day.
Have you ever ridden in an antique car or participated in any sort of car show/run?
Bloggers, when you take photos, are your subjects usually people or things?
I’ll be honest, lately I’ve been MUCH more into things than people. I’m not sure if it’s because things are a better narrator, or if it’s because I have zero experience capturing candid shots of people.