The big ride (with lotsa horsepower).


It’s a picture-perfect day for a cruise – the Woodward Dream Cruise that is. While this annual event, now in its 20th year, takes place many miles from where I live, you simply cannot escape the hoopla surrounding the granddaddy of all Michigan cruising events.

In my neck of the woods, we had “Cruisin’ Downriver” a few months ago, and I was disappointed when an all-day rain cancelled the inaugural “Ponies in the Park”, the collection of classic Mustangs from the inception of the brand. Maybe next year it will return.

All week, and especially today, I’ve been listening to sound bites of classic car owners talking about their “baby”, and, of course, there are the spectators who would give their eyeteeth to own a classic car, but instead must just enjoy these beauties vicariously. When I’ve wandered over to see the lineup of cars at Cruisin’ Downriver, I must admit my all-time favorite was the Mustang.

Since it is a for dusting off the oldies, and, even though it is not “Wayback Wednesday”, “Throwback Thursday” or “Flashback Friday”, I thought I’d include a photo of my big ride from back in 1968. This old nag didn’t have the horsepower of a Mustang, Pinto, or sure as heck was no Bronco either, but it was good for a photo op anyway. Our family was up North in Alpena, having rented a cottage for a couple of weeks. During that time period, the weather was hot and sunny, but those incessant biting black flies were really a drag, and they weren’t the only critters around – a bull moose called out to his mate nightly and there was a big brown bear lingering around the dumpsite where we had to take our trash. So much for the Great Up North experience. We spent most evenings tucked inside the cottage. The portable TV we brought along received one channel and was chock full of the Republican National Convention, so luckily we all brought reading material, played board games or cards. About five times my father and I visited a local stable which featured horseback riding and I had the same disinterested-looking nag each time. My father remarked that this sorry-looking horse looked like it was ready for the glue factory.

It is a day for reminiscing all the way around, not just for shiny classic cars … it was Day #1 of three days of peace and music, a/k/a Woodstock, circa 1969 and the Beatles played at Shea Stadium 50 years ago today – August 15, 1965. Unbelievably the tickets went for $3.00. Shocking, eh? For $3.00 I used to fill up the tank of my VW bug when I first got it in August of 1973. With the recent gas price hike, you’ve got to figure the gas stations around the Dream Cruise event are cashing in bigtime today. I imagine alot of those old cars will need to stop frequently to cool their engines on this very hot day, while their owners are wishing they could find a malt shop to suck down a quick cream soda, or, at the very least, a bottle of cold Coca-Cola, “the pause that refreshes”.

As to me, I was up and at it early to beat the heat, and went down to the Park, where many others had the same idea. I got my perimeter loops walked and was back home before the cruise began at 9:00 a.m., sipping on a cold glass of cider, though a fizzy Orange Crush or Cherry Coke would have wet my whistle just as well.

Ahh – nothing like a little stroll down memory lane to restore your soul.

About Linda Schaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, so this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for four decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, though I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too. - Linda Schaub
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4 Responses to The big ride (with lotsa horsepower).

  1. ann marie stevens says:

    Well Miss Linda……………you surprise me to see you on that big horse… sure look good……………..where did your family stay up in Alpena back in the 60’s?…….my fathers family all came from that area………………………..


    • lindasschaub says:

      Hi Ann Marie – Thank you – I used to like horseback riding back in the day. I am not sure of the area – I just remember it was Alpena. My parents rented a cottage for two weeks in Alpena and I think they did it through an ad in the local paper. There were a lot of cottages up there – that much I remember – and they were fairly close together and you had to walk a little way to get to the water. Wish I could remember better, but I was only 12 at that time. – Linda


  2. Marge Aubin says:

    Memories. Sometimes we have more fun with memories than we do with what we are living now. I guess as I grow older I am smiling at just thoughts that come to mind of days gone by. Memories.


  3. lindasschaub says:

    That’s very true Marge, and someone once told me that memories always seem pleasant – our mind only remembers the good parts of the memories, so they are golden and never tarnished.


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