Good Afternoon.
I thought I might share my experience of turning the odometer past 100,000 kilometers.
It all started heading home from the now infamous Ponoka meet, where I met some old Corvette friends, and made some new ones. On the way back, our very own Riley managed to snap this shot action shot--you should have been a surgeon Riley!

The next morning, I made a go for Saskatoon--home of Riley and one of my best customers for work. He always wanted to see my car, and have a ride. I usually don't bring the Vette on business, but for this great customer?! SURE!!! Besides, with the milestone around the corner, I wanted to make sure I wasn't getting groceries or doing some other mundane task when it happened. While prairie driving isn't as nice as mountain driving, it certainly isn't without its charm. The best part are the many places to give the car a jolt, if you will......
Leaving Saskatoon, headed to Calgary next. My route took me through Rosetown, Kindersley, & Drumheller before reaching my destination. Shortly after Rosetown, I noticed the odometer climbing up. Every few kilometres, I checked to see where I was at, and suddenly, this guy came out of nowhere:

Saying he was passed "5-hole" style would have made for a great story, but I was nice, and merely left some smoke for him in exchange for the dust he left me.
After a stop in Kindersley to pick up some Hiway tunes (Led Zeppelin CD) I proceeded to have the big moment :

Became:

The evening was warm, sunny, and I was on a very lonely stretch of Hiway. Other than Hannah (home of Canadian rockers Nickleback), there isn't much for several hours. I managed to make some room in the trunk for my top, and had a couple hours of open-road, top-down freedom. This IS why I love the Vette lifestyle so much!
I pulled over to mark the spot and snapped these pictures--the Immigrant Song serenaded me while having a quick stretch. As the Corsas politely growled at idle, I wanted only to stay right here and enjoy a few moments.

The prairie finally gave way to badlands and hoodoos, as I reached Drumheller. The Vette was thirsting for fuel and a splash at the wand-wash. I still got out to take a couple shots before putting the top up, having dinner, and completing the final leg of my 7 hour drive.


On my way out of town, and while the sun was setting on a great day, I took one final shot, as day turned to night, and constant whir of the Corsas led me to my next stop.

Now I am enjoying a cold adult beverage from the solace of my deck! Writing about my most recent adventure.
Thanks for tuning in!

I thought I might share my experience of turning the odometer past 100,000 kilometers.
It all started heading home from the now infamous Ponoka meet, where I met some old Corvette friends, and made some new ones. On the way back, our very own Riley managed to snap this shot action shot--you should have been a surgeon Riley!

The next morning, I made a go for Saskatoon--home of Riley and one of my best customers for work. He always wanted to see my car, and have a ride. I usually don't bring the Vette on business, but for this great customer?! SURE!!! Besides, with the milestone around the corner, I wanted to make sure I wasn't getting groceries or doing some other mundane task when it happened. While prairie driving isn't as nice as mountain driving, it certainly isn't without its charm. The best part are the many places to give the car a jolt, if you will......
Leaving Saskatoon, headed to Calgary next. My route took me through Rosetown, Kindersley, & Drumheller before reaching my destination. Shortly after Rosetown, I noticed the odometer climbing up. Every few kilometres, I checked to see where I was at, and suddenly, this guy came out of nowhere:

Saying he was passed "5-hole" style would have made for a great story, but I was nice, and merely left some smoke for him in exchange for the dust he left me.
After a stop in Kindersley to pick up some Hiway tunes (Led Zeppelin CD) I proceeded to have the big moment :

Became:

The evening was warm, sunny, and I was on a very lonely stretch of Hiway. Other than Hannah (home of Canadian rockers Nickleback), there isn't much for several hours. I managed to make some room in the trunk for my top, and had a couple hours of open-road, top-down freedom. This IS why I love the Vette lifestyle so much!
I pulled over to mark the spot and snapped these pictures--the Immigrant Song serenaded me while having a quick stretch. As the Corsas politely growled at idle, I wanted only to stay right here and enjoy a few moments.

The prairie finally gave way to badlands and hoodoos, as I reached Drumheller. The Vette was thirsting for fuel and a splash at the wand-wash. I still got out to take a couple shots before putting the top up, having dinner, and completing the final leg of my 7 hour drive.


On my way out of town, and while the sun was setting on a great day, I took one final shot, as day turned to night, and constant whir of the Corsas led me to my next stop.

Now I am enjoying a cold adult beverage from the solace of my deck! Writing about my most recent adventure.
Thanks for tuning in!

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