With a free day the MOAers are left to do their own things.
We plan to do a simple City Tour and then play it by ear. Glad to see Jim
Robinson back - so he can continue to replenish oil! Hopped onto shuttle to
the yellow Double Decker Tour starting in Yonge Street – the longest street
in the world at some 1100 miles – a great trivial pursuit or pub challenge
question. Saw all the sights even down to the shortest regular ferry journey
in the world, 90 seconds and 70 trips a day!
Found the diversity of architecture particularly striking ( I thought of
Steve Roake as he would have relished the contrasting sights) old and new,
stone brick and steel, some very avant garde as witness the Art Museum and
of course the older Casa Loma Folly in the northern hills.
The city has pushed out several hundred metres into the Lake from the
original jetties on Front Street and copes with 2.5 million commuters a day.
At the Metro Convention Centre there was a body building competition
starting, so some great chassis’ in view - not cars for a change! Chinatown
seemed particularly friendly and welcoming.
Strolled back to the hotel from bus tour base and after a late light lunch
were accosted by an exhausted David Jones who had been toiling over his car
in the underground parking. Conditions there were such that you could forego
the sauna facility on Floor 17 and spend the afternoon at Level 1 and
probably shed more fluids and weight!!
A water leakage from the carburettor pre heat (overcomes icing) meant that
the gasket was shot and dismantling was just not on. Cooler brains (Jeremy)
solved the problem as in mid summer this item would not be needed and so the
simple expedient of disconnecting the both inlet/outlet pies and joining
them together (by pass as in heart ops) meant no leakage. All it needed was
some extra jubilee clips!
Whilst recovering and rehydrating in our room we got a call from the
Merrett’s who had been stopped in the suburbs by the police and could not
produce any documents for Fiona’s car….the officer had been unhappy with the
number plates and then the inquisition and lecturing had begun. Kemosabe and
Tonto have a well rehearsed routine for such an event in open cars and
imparted it to Keith* “…Officer we have experienced thefts on this trip from
open vehicles and so all such items are kept back at our hotel…” We
confirmed that he was wrong in that International Driving Permit was not
needed as UK driving licence OK and original plates in totally order for
They finally escaped after another 30 minutes as he checked with his
superiors. Someone had clearly got out of the wrong side of bed today!
*(Incidentally you may never need to purchase a pay&display parking ticket
again as a variation on the gambit is “…well I did buy one but some thieving
b…..d has stolen it” or the less convincing “it must have blown away” -Ed)
Dinner in the evening was at “Home on King” and Elaine’s voice had finally
succumbed to the viral bug ravaging the tour, so as well as his own speech
(see website -Ed) Jeremy had to impersonate her – seemingly both bodily and