First, we pay our respects

Tom’s car is getting on in years and has been burning more and more oil but it’s the one with the roof rack for the bikes so we were a tad alarmed when we saw some liquid running down the driveway from under the car the night before we left. Didn’t seem like oil and had evaporated by the morning so we loaded all 3 bikes on the car, all the camping gear, and our bags and headed off. All was well until we pulled into a rest stop and Tom noticed that the roof rack had slid back down the roof quite a few inches from it’s usual position. Not good. We had some lunch and then here’s what happened at the rest stop

Tom unloaded the bikes, repositioned the rack, tightened it up, marked the location (real easy to just carve a line into the car roof) and we drove 45 miles to the next rest stop. Super not good – it had slid back again. More tightening and a close eye kept on it on the way to Seneca Falls.

We checked into the Holiday Inn (gotta work those hotel points) and soon had ourselves back to our typical retirement “no worries”mode

We returned to the Ports Cafe for dinner and again had a staggeringly good meal, yum!

We’d planned to do some biking in Seneca Falls but woke up this morning to pouring rain. Had a mediocre breakfast at the local diner and then went to visit our main reason for stopping here, the Women’s Rights National Historical Park

What a wonderful museum! The entrance has a waterfall wall displaying the complete Declaration of Sentiments and list the names of the women and men who signed it. You can find the full text here https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Declaration_of_Sentiments#Sentiments

 

Here’s Tom looking quite somber as we prepare to go in.

A few pics from the exhibits including the Wesleyan Chapel

Next stop was a bike shop in Geneva to see if we could do anything about the rack. No luck but we did buy a rack for back of car that we can move the 2 singles onto. Hoping the roof rack will then stay put after we readjust it. Fingers crossed.

Of course we had to visit our old alma mater, Eisenhower College, now the NY Chiropractic College.When we went there it was pretty much just a few buildings on a wide open field. It sure has filled in!

Dinner was at the Deerhead, an old drinking hole from college days. Like the college and the town, it has spiffed up quite a bit!