Saturday February 24, 2007 was an
outstanding day weather wise. Pete was recovering nicely from his hernia
operation and he wanted to get out and do a short hike. I canít remember
why but it just ended up being me and Pete this day. Our plan was to drop
off Peteís Dodge Magnum at the Goodyear auto repair place in downtown
Rochester while we hiked around the city waiting for it to be finished.
Iím not sure why Pete keeps going to
this place, they are always slow and they always seem to mess up somehow.
Apparently this visit wasnít going to be any different. I think Pete just
wanted some basic maintenance done to the vehicle. Stuff like an oil
change, tire rotation and maybe another one or two simple things. When
Pete asked the guy how long it was going to take the guy told him 3.5 to 4
hours. Well, we didnít plan to walk around the city that long, so we
quickly changed our plan and decided to walk back to Peteís house. From
there Pete could give me a ride home with one of his other cars and go
pick up the Magnum later in the day.
Pete did bring some business he
wanted to take care of at the post office, so we at least stopped by the
post office before heading to Peteís. Pete and Steve were going to a
friendís house for a yearly chili cook off. Now that I mention the chili
cook off that reminds me why Steve didnít join us, he was busy slaving
over the stove making his entry for the contest. On our way hiking back
to Peteís we stopped by Steveís house and rang the door bell. Cheryl let
us in and we went to the kitchen to check out Steveís pot of chili on the
stove. Pete looked into the pot on the stove and started accusing Steve
of making stew not chili. Apparently by Peteís rules if you use certain
ingredients, like corn and other items it is stew and should not be
considered a chili. I think Steve and Pete have had this argument before
based on the way they were discussing the definition of stew and chili.
We only visited for a couple minutes, I could tell Steve wanted to devote
all his intention to his chili.
During the short distance from
Steveís to Peteís I asked Pete what he was planning to make for the chili
contest. Pete told me he was going to buy some frozen Skyline chili from
Meijers and cook it up with some pasta and cheese to make a Skyline famous
ďThree WayĒ. Seems to me using a store bought chili is cheating, but Pete
seemed to think it was perfectly acceptable. He also told me he should
have won last year if it wasnít for someone who entered a cheese dip.
Pete tried to get the cheese dip disqualified without success and he ended
up coming in second.
Once we got to Peteís I decided to
tag along with Pete to Meijers while he shopped for his chili supplies.
While we were at Meijers the Goodyear place called Peteís cell phone and
told him his car was done. It certainly didnít take 3 or 4 hours as they
estimated. It was only two hours at the most.
We stopped at Penn Station at some
point this day for lunch. I think it might have been on the way to
Meijers. We each had one of Penn Stations delicious subs which always hit
the spot of me. I drank a lemon aid with my lunch. Bob gave up drinking
pop a few weeks ago and Pete has recently cut way back on his pop
consumption, almost to the point of quitting. With these two guys no
longer drinking pop I figured I might at well join them as well. As of
this day it has been almost a month since I drank a pop. The hardest pop
to give up I is the one 12 once can of diet coke I traditionally dink with
my lunch at work. I am now drinking a lot more water which I figure is
better for me anyhow.
On the way home we stopped by and
Pete picked up the car and I drove the other one to Peteís house. After
we dropped off one car Pete gave me a ride to my house ending this
Following are the statistics from
this hike, I estimate we went hike right around 4.0 miles at a nice
leisurely pace of approximately 3.3 mph.