You never know who or what is going to glide past on Euclid. When I observed horse-drawn coaches occupied by ladies in fancy hats and men in "proper" jackets late Saturday afternoon, I surmised they were headed to the Racquet Club for a Derby party. I sped home from Cassie's, where I was buying candles (all the shops need your business with this lousy weather), grabbed my camera and hiked over to the alley next to Mary Jane's.
Guests had already alighted from the Claytonshire Coaching Club's coaches by the time I hoofed it up to Kingshighway, and were headed into the club for the race, see below.
I learned that members of the Club and their guests had met at the Racquet Club three hours earlier, climbed into the coaches, rode out to Clayton and returned for the party.
The venerable Claytonshire Coaching Club traces its roots to the CWE. It was founded more than 80 years ago by the late Harry F. Langenberg (a lifetime resident of the neighborhood) and friends. The vintage coaches are maintained in pristine condition and, in a long-standing tradition, are trotted out annually for a New Years' Day excursion and on special occasions at other times.
Hooooray!