Let's Go To Buddy Lou's For Lunch

 C&O Trail speed bumps (tree roots)

September 26 Williamsport to Little Orleans.  Another good day of biking.  About 20 miles on the C&O, 2 miles of highway/city streets and 22 miles on the asphalt Western Maryland Rail Trail (WMRT), which parallels the C&O.   

 

We  were on the bikes by 8am after a quick Waffle House breakfast, and at our home for the night, Little Orleans Lodge, by 5pm.  Sights for the day included Dam #5, several canal ruins, beautiful black & blue butterflies, white tail deer, squirrels, but no turtles.  The trail was an easy ride, but since the WMRT fits within Diane’s bucket list to traverse (asphalt and 20 miles or more), we decided to do it now. 

We had a great lunch at Buddy Lou’s in Hancock, a very bicycle friendly community.   

 

Rob had a Cuban sandwich and fries, and Diane had a lobster roll (yes!) sans roll, grilled Brussels sprouts, tossed with bacon chunks and slivers of Granny Smith apples, and a mixed greens salad.  MmmGood.  The serving portions were substantial, and we still had 16 miles to cover, so we packed up leftovers and ate them for dinner!  

The C&O canal company used the Potomac River in some places. Now in those areas the trail sometime literally hangs over the river.  Below Diane cautiously enters a blind corner caused by the trail  abutting the River.

 And then rolls along a short concrete stretch along the bank. (And yes, I can ride my bike with one hand.)

(Each lock had a keeper, usually single men, lived in these small houses.)

Little Orleans is a very tiny village, and Bill’s Place is the only restaurant/ grocery store/tavern.  We stopped in for drinks (chocolate milk for Diane and ginger ale for Rob), and then headed out to the Lodge, about a half-mile out of town.   

 Looking down the C&O Trail from the WMRT.

 PS.

We thought we were settled in for the night, when we discovered Diane’s bicycle computer was missing.  Neither of us remembered removing it from the bike.  Diane searched our room and Rob searched the area where our bikes were parked in car port, to no avail.  Our host even drove Rob slowly back to Bill’s Place to see if it was on the road. A quick search where we had parked the bikes at Bill’s was futile.  Before we went to bed, though, Rob looked in the last place – the sofa bed on which he had been sitting.  Voila!!   Diane had lifted the sofa pillows, but Rob did the necessary deep digging! (Not sure how I am getting blamed for this one? Rob)