So fine, the clever ones of you out there are already pointing out that Albany isnt in New England, its in New York State. Absolutely true, it is, but objection overruled, its a stop off point on this holiday, so…
Yesterday,the first half or so was spent driving up here from Hyannis, pretty much the rest of it was spent sheltering in the hotel from the torrential rain that greeted us, even before arrival, ran into it en route. So, beyond my first experience of drive in food, not much to report.
Today, what a difference. Cooler, yes, but sunnier, drier, most definitely. It saw Kate and I team up with James, who then drove 2 baseball fans up to Cooperstown, where the baseball hall of fame is. Kate knew in advance, shock horror, I didnt, though it wasnt long before the signposts gave some of the game away.
The only HOF I’d seen previously was the Ice Hockey one, in Toronto. But yes, baseball is of far more interest to me. And yes, even if you only have a passing interest in baseball, and are in the area, well worth a visit. Unsurprisingly, given their general record, and the fact they’ve only existed for 35 years, there arent too many Mariners in there yet. Red Sox, maybe a few more lol!
It was wonderful to see James again, unless he surprises me, it will be 18 months or so before I do so again, looking forward to that already.
Tomorrow, heading back into New England, the third and final part of this blog segment should be from Foxboro on Friday. Until then, I will leave you with the classic baseball song. Yes, those who have followed this for a long time will know I used it before, about a year ago. But seriously, Baseball HOF, what else would you expect?