Arrgh. Drove down to a train show in West Lebanon. Going up thru Sugar hill I had one deer dash in front of the car. Ten miles further on, nearly to Lebanon another one. I had the camera in the car, but both deer were too fast for me. Didn't get a pix of either.
Part of me wondered why deer always run in front of cars, seems anti survival, you'd think the traffic would have culled out the "run-in-front-of-cars" gene by now. The other part of me sneered that you don't see the deer that run behind the car.
Got to the show just as it opened. They held this one in the Fireside Inn and Suites, in the ballroom. Dark as a cave, even with all the lights on. So there I am trying to look at teeny tiny models, read faded labels on old boxes, and decide what is worth spending money on. Arrgh. Couldn't see a damn thing by the dim artistic lighting.
What with the death of hobby shops up here, the train show is the only place left to get stuff, short of internet ordering with a $10 shipping charge on each order. The hobby is changing, prices are rising. The low end junker cars used to be a buck, now they are five. The new ready-to-run cars used to be $5, now it's $15. Low end maker Athearn was nowhere to be seen, High end maker Atlas was all over the place. Fortunately this is all discretionary spending.
Did some exploring on Airport Road, it's a junk strip loaded with retailers. Found Encore, a used&remainders book store which was good for a hour's browsing.
All and all, a successful Sunday.
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