Iceman Celebration Day 2016 - Baseball Hall of Fame


It was about a 15 minute walk from the Mohican Motel to the National Baseball Hall of Fame. During this time of year, it was open from 9am to 5pm and I wanted to get here right as it opened in order to maximize my time here. I ended up getting there around 915am and took the first of many pictures outside and inside this hallowed place. I had a hard time choosing which baseball jersey to wear today but I settled on my retro early 90's era grey jersey with Milwaukee across the front and Iceman on the back because this jersey was part of the Cooperstown Collection line. What better place to wear it than here? This was where I was meant to be. This is my temple.
There were some train tracks in the backyard of my hotel. I couldn't tell if they were still in use, but I wasn't going to stick around here all day to find out. It made for a good picture, but I had something a little more important to do today. Although it would have been nice to hop aboard a slow moving train and stow away in a boxcar like one of those old timey stick & bindle hobos. Perhaps on another Celebration Day.





























When I got my bearings (at first I started walking in the wrong direction despite me getting the lay of the land last night), I found my stroll through Cooperstown to the Baseball Hall of Fame to be very calming and nostalgic. As you can see from the pictures, this place has such a small town America feel to it. You won't see any Nationally known big name stores or restaurants. What you will see is town a town stuck in the past, which in this case was one of the best possible things. I admired that. I don't know if it was on purpose or on accident, but this became my favorite thing about it (aside from Bigfoot's wife Sasquatch Anna and the Foo Kin Chinese Food).