Yesterday was the annual fall tour of the St. Louis club. It was the first Model T tour that I have participated in without Anja, but my daughter, son-in-law and grandtwins joined me and we had a good (if chilly) time. The starting point was the Schlafly Bottleworks brewery/restaurant and that was, fortunately, also the ending point. The tour was about 75 miles. There were five Model Ts (unless I am forgetting someone), one Model A, and one Mustang.
Because I am a gentle and kind person, I shall refrain from any comments on possible deficiencies in the tour instructions. We all arrived ultimately at the destination, and much work went in to setting out the route.
At one point, my starter switch ceased working, following about 100 yards later by a sudden major increase in exhaust noise. Since we were not far from my home at that point and (because of several delays), the tour was running way behind schedule, I was prepared to drive home, drop the T, switch to a modern car and meet everyone at the destination. I had clearly forgotten about Model T people. When I pulled into a parking lot to explain my decision, the car was surrounded by T guys wanting to check out what had happened. Upshot was that my pack nut was refitted and re-tightened, muffler repaired and off we went. (The starter also started working just fine.)
It was a bittersweet but good day. I was delighted to be with my family on a T tour and to see and spend time with all my T club friends again.
This was the whole group:
This was the guys repairing my exhaust:
This is me with my daughter Elisabeth, son-in-law Pete and grandtwins Alex and Sofia:
This is Alex and Sofia in the T:
Glad you had a good outing Dick!! Bud.
I am so glad that you went, and with such a wonderful family! Anja would want that.
Thank you for sharing this. It was a "day brightener".
Drive carefully, and enjoy, W2
Glad to see you out Dick. Warmest regards
George n L.A.
By the way, the cap I am wearing is the official Model T tartan, registered with the appropriate authorities in 2008 in honor of the Model T Centennial (or Centenary, depending on where you are located).