Nickle Dickle Day Waconia - A dickle for your thoughts.

I was drawn to Waconia by the aroma of brats, cheese curds and a whiff of polka music. You see, It was Nickle Dickle Day in Waconia and I had unintentionally stumbled onto it. I parked on a main drag by squeezing my much derided Dodge Minivan into a space between an extended cab pickup and a custom Harley. Fortunately I had not shaved in few days.



I strolled the crowded streets between the gaping maws of open hooded muscle cars, classic Mustangs, vintage autos and farm machinery. It was very envigorating.... and I felt a slight surge of testosterone. The auto show was excellent. These people take care of these old treasures. To balance things out I browsed the sidewalk sales, and antique shop looking for that forgotten EdwardHopper painting that some had used as a window shade. It was not to be.