RetroFest 2013

 On Saturday we took a break from the rock-hauling and went downtown to enjoy RetroFest. This is the weekend of the year when classic car enthusiasts from all over converge on Chatham to show off their rides and talk shop. All over the downtown core, the cars are parked with their hoods popped and their owners ready to talk about horsepower and spark plugs. Or so I imagine; I haven't stopped to talk shop with any of them.

Because the event is getting so big, now they're adding family-friendly activities into the mix, so it's not surprising that we bump into friends on the street. These friends just happen to have a baby named Lucy so we thought it best to inform them that we just named our cat after her and ask for forgiveness.

Here's what the main drag looks like... old cars. Hoods popped.

 This was Mallory's favourite find of the day. No surprise there.

Here's Liam in front of the original Batmobile. The most fun part of the day for me was the classic movie cars that were brought into town for the event. They were all on loan from assorted private collectors who, oh yeah, just happen to have a DeLorean parked out back.

Yes, I know how to spell DeLorean now.

The other car on stage with it is the General Lee from Dukes of Hazzard.

Liam doesn't know what a Flux Capacitor is. Clearly, he needs to see Back to the Future. But then I think, some parts of that movie weren't so kid-friendly. Libyan terrorists, anyone?

 Back out on the street... multiple Elvis impersonators.

We went over to the park and found what the kids had been looking for: the zip line. Unfortunately, Mallory was too small to ride it. This was kind of a drag as we have plans to go zip lining "for real" in the future, and Liam is enthusiastic about it, but Mallory is less so. This was going to be a dry run for her but in the end, it didn't work out.

Liam sure did enjoy it, though.

I don't think Mallory minded not zip lining one little bit. She got a balloon and a bag of kettle corn, and she was happy. We rounded out the day by getting Liam a giant pickle on a stick, because there ain't no festival in Chatham that's complete without a stop by Mr. Pickle. And with that, off we went back home, to shovel more rock.