At our lunch stop we discussed where we should stop for the day. The consensus was we would stop in Syracuse. We called ahead and made hotel reservations and then continued on our way. Since this was Sunday we saw a few other classic (mostly muscle) cars on the road. The other interesting note was the hi fives we always got from the folks on motorcycles. They always gave us a wave, and we returned the gesture.
The route we traveled followed along the Mohawk River and the Erie Canal. We saw lots of signs for old canal locks as we traveled. One had to marvel at the effort that went into constructing the canal by manual labor. Another thing we noticed was the heat, and soon a bank sign told us why; it read 87 degrees. Fortunately we arrived at the hotel and checked in for the night after 183 miles.
Oh, Harold, Mike says the engine is running great, but the hose is leaking.
Hi Lindens! Its the offspring of the Doyles here. So glad you have this blog going. Mike and Grace's grandkids like reading about thier adventure! Have fun and be safe.
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