Showing posts with label MG. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MG. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Air in the hair therapy



The nicest part about owning a British roadster is driving it on a gorgeous afternoon like today. After spending the day squirreled up with my books and writing some curriculum, I was ready for some "air in the hair therapy". It was a perfect afternoon for tooling around the country roads here in Hunterdon County. I only paused long enough to take this silhouette picture.
Thanks to Dad I had a freshly flushed radiator and it ran great!

Friday, July 16, 2010

Cruise Night in Somerville


For 20 years, every Friday night between Memorial Day and Labor Day, downtown Somerville is host to Cruise Night for classic cars. I haven't been there in years, but Jeff and Tracey took the Bronco down and I was able to join them.
Ladies, don't ask this guy for a ride, he's likely to kick you to the curb!

Unless of course, you are his sister or another woman in his family!
To take pictures of all the different cars there would have kept me from visiting and chatting with friends and passers by. Unfortunately, several of the ones I did take, didn't come out as well as I hoped. But this old time farm truck was classy looking and came out rather well.
"Hey, look is that a Jaguar?"
Even bicycles with twisted frames were there
Happy tattoo-faced dancing man just couldn't stop having fun with and for the crowd.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

The Great Crate Race


After blueberry picking, ice cream making, sidewalk chalk, and the excitement of helping pack away the hot air balloon (among other things) the day before, the sight above was a very rare one indeed for Auntie early this morning at 7AM. But within minutes we were rip roaring and raring to go to be ready for the 22nd Annual Great Crate Race in Sergeanstville, NJ!
The Great Crate Race is Sergeantsville way of celebrating the 4th.of July. Since Independence Day falls on a Sunday this year, the race down the "Big Hill" is held on Saturday morning for the younger residents of Sergeantsville. Think pinewood derby for Cub Scouts on steroids - with older elementary and middle school aged kids in actual crates they built themselves zooming down a big hill on a closed course.
Watching the kids come down the straight away

Here are some of the "crates" the kids create for racing. There are standards and inspections of the cars before they come zooming down the big hill at top speeds of 20-25 mph. Yes, there are girls who race in styling cars, too!
The purple flower power was a favorite of many young ladies.

There is a car show too at the Crate Race and this go-cart was there for some kids to try out.
Of course, my nephew loved the opportunity to get behind the wheel!

Auntie's convertible was there!


If you have ever spent the 4th of July in Wilmore, KY you know why I took this picture. The Great Crate Race may not have hosted a fleet of John Deere tractors or featured a lawn mower brigade with Dads in ties pushing mowers doing routines in formation that rival baton and flag teams, but kids flying down the Big Hill in homemade over sized soap box derby cars is the special way Independence Day is celebrated in this corner of Hunterdon County, New Jersey.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

It's a great day to be Irish!

The youngest leprechaun in our little clan came up to The Homestead to spend the afternoon getting ready for St. Patrick's Day dinner. We had lots of adventures - many not captured on the camera.


We spent a good deal of time sloshing around the yard. I wasn't sure if we were looking for pots of gold at the end of rainbows or just more streams and waterfalls to see how waterproof our boots are!
Luke and I went for a ride in my car and threw rocks into the Delaware River. We also went "superfast" down "the big hill". By the time we got back, the rest of the clan showed up and we decided to see how many leprechauns could fit into the two seater.

Sarah started to get her legs on the pogo stick for the first time.

And then it was time to decorate the cake for desert.

Mom Estlelle and Aunt Nancy waiting for the feast to begin.
Out on the porch there was the last of golden sunshine to enjoy.
I don't know the last time I ever saw a St. Pat's so beautiful!

Luke got the top working just fine out on the porch.
Nana and Luke surveying the table.

Cornbeef and cabbage, anyone?

Grandpop is Irish by marriage.

Wish you were here and hope that you found your pot of gold.