G.A.S.P.

The next day’s (5-10) destination, Cooperstown, New York, was one I have been looking forward to for quite some time.  I have been a baseball fan for about 45 years, but have never been to Cooperstown despite that it’s only about 500 miles from home.  For a real baseball fan, Cooperstown is mecca, and the National Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum is a shrine.  

Cooperstown wasn’t real easy for me to get to, though.  Check the map sometime and you’ll see that the only places it’s close to are Springfield Center, Richfield Springs, Cherry Valley, Borderstown, Roseboom, Middlefield, Exeter Center and Fly Creek. 

It’s also about 60 miles from Schenectady, so I was hoping to get a real early start and reach Cooperstown in time to visit the Hall of Fame today.  That part of the plan went out the window when I was awakened by thunderstorms at 6:00 in the morning.  I waited awhile for the storms to pass, then got on the road about 8:30, but had to stop twice more for additional thunderstorms before I reached Cooperstown.  The last one kept me hiding under a big tree in somebody’s front yard for about an hour.  When the lightning got too close, I retreated to the front porch. (I don’t think anyone was home.)  So I didn’t get to Cooperstown until after 4:00, but it worked out fine as the Hall of Fame is on their summer schedule and open until 9:00pm.