Sunday, September 26, 2004
Well, that was the best show we ever played (I mean never played) in my opinion.
We didn't make it to Lunenburg. We were supposed to play at the skate park. It was a nice day and I was looking forward to it. I was wondering when it would happen to us; it's happened to everyone else I know. We had to cancel because of vehicle problems.
We left Halifax and had just started on the highway. I asked what I was smelling and we discussed it. It seemed like the smell was coming from outside, so we kept going. It smelled like maybe burning tires or fresh tar.
We pulled off in around Tantallon to get some coffee. We drove some more and started eating our bagels with cream cheese. The smell was getting worse and it became apparent that it came from the Z-28. On the shoulder of the highway, finishing our breakfast, we saw the smoke coming out from under the hood. It smoked for a good fifteen minutes; until it cooled down. I was a little paranoid it would flame up, but it didn't.
None of us knows enough about cars to guess what the problem was (at least we weren't forced to sell the car), but we couldn't accelerate. We drove back to Halifax, with the four-ways on, at about 60 km/hr. At one point, there was quite a line of cars behind us, and when most of them passed, they were understanding but curious. Although, that didn't stop KC's frustration and anger. We were passed by two tour busses of old folks, and a yellow pick-up truck honked at us. Birds up for him.
I wanted to play today; we haven't since Drummondville. I like playing in the South Shore.
We didn't make it to Lunenburg. We were supposed to play at the skate park. It was a nice day and I was looking forward to it. I was wondering when it would happen to us; it's happened to everyone else I know. We had to cancel because of vehicle problems.
We left Halifax and had just started on the highway. I asked what I was smelling and we discussed it. It seemed like the smell was coming from outside, so we kept going. It smelled like maybe burning tires or fresh tar.
We pulled off in around Tantallon to get some coffee. We drove some more and started eating our bagels with cream cheese. The smell was getting worse and it became apparent that it came from the Z-28. On the shoulder of the highway, finishing our breakfast, we saw the smoke coming out from under the hood. It smoked for a good fifteen minutes; until it cooled down. I was a little paranoid it would flame up, but it didn't.
None of us knows enough about cars to guess what the problem was (at least we weren't forced to sell the car), but we couldn't accelerate. We drove back to Halifax, with the four-ways on, at about 60 km/hr. At one point, there was quite a line of cars behind us, and when most of them passed, they were understanding but curious. Although, that didn't stop KC's frustration and anger. We were passed by two tour busses of old folks, and a yellow pick-up truck honked at us. Birds up for him.
I wanted to play today; we haven't since Drummondville. I like playing in the South Shore.
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