The notion of a Sunday driver brings up images of little old ladies like “Driving Miss Daisy”. I guess if Miss Daisy was riding shotgun in a sports car and pulling some Gs on the corners that would be accurate for a Triumph owner.  I’m thinking Miss Daisy’s straw hat would be gone somewhere just after third gear!  Going for a Sunday drive in WNY is a particularly satisfying experience.  We have lots of back roads, lakes, hills, and especially, areas without lots of congestion.  Heading out with no particular place to go and no particular time to return makes owning a Triumph in Rochester a great combination.  We end up with the same pattern every time, sometimes it leads to new places and sometimes it puts on a path we have been before.  At every stop sign there is a decision, “which way”, which is followed by my navigator, my son Evan nodding his head in one way or another, and off we go.  At times we end up in places we know, not really understanding how we got there and at other times we find some gems we never knew about.  So far this year we have circumnavigated Canandaigua Lake, taken a favorite trip out toward Palmyra, driven around Mendon, Ionia, Bushnell’s Basin, Penfield, Powder Mills Park, and even through Bristol last Sunday.  Bristol was particularly interesting, I thought we would stop by and see the cars at the show and say hi to Doug and Cindy.  With a 45 MPH wind at the top of some of the hills coming from the side it made the trip a memorable experience; it’s hard to drive a stick with one hand trying to keep your sunglasses from blowing away!

 

Sunday driver has a different meaning for Triumph owners, yes it’s relaxing, yes there is no hurry, but quiet, probably not, casual not really, fun absolutely.  So hang on Miss Daisy I see a sharp corner ahead, we’re out for a Sunday drive.