PEDALING FOR A BOLONEY SANDWICH....
This morning Bill and Kathy Roper prepared blueberry waffles, scrambled eggs and bacon. We sat on stools that were facing the kitchen and Bill entertained us while we waited for breakfast to get ready.
(Bill and Roscoe the Dog)
While we waited, in walked the aunt and uncle of Hannah Kirby, one of the top ten remaining contestents on The Voice. It was fun to hear about Hannah as a young girl and the hard work she's put into being a singer/songwriter.
For miles and miles we've heard about "the hill" as you leave Fall Hollow and head north toward Nashville. The hill did deliver on its promise to be daunting, but all in all it really wasn't what is was cracked up to be. We visited the Fall Hollow waterfall on the way up and rested. The rest of the day offered some classic Tennessee rolling hills and beautiful small farms. This was by far my favorite day of riding. Every turn revealed another small waterfall, long distance view, green rolling hills and perfect cool weather.
Our goal for lunch today was Fly's (country store). And it was suggested that we absolutely have the Boloney sandwich. When we rolled up to the store, there was a Natchez Trace Park Ranger getting ready to get in his vehicle. He was very friendly and Mitch was admiring his mustache....
After the ranger left, we ambled up the porch stairs and back in time to the Fly general store. It once was loved but time has been standing still here for quite a while. Wilson Fly, proprietor, was however worth the trip. He is 87 years old and not much gets by him. Well some dental care got by him but he was getting along fine with the few teeth he had. So remember this is the place that we were supposed to get that sandwich. When we ordered, he twirled around on his stool, reached into an old delapidated refrigerator (vintage 1960) and pulled out this massive chunk of baloney. Wilson says, you want 1/8" or 1/4" inch"? Uhhhh I'm thinking.....oh dang I've come this far what the heck... Mitch, Suzy and I ordered 1/4" and James pulled back and ordered a turkey sandwich.
We spent about 2 hours resting on the porch and talking with Wilson. After a while, a young woman walked up in mud boots and a dirty but cute dress. Turns out she and her fiancé recently bought a small piece of property visible from the store. She is raising milk cows and sheep and currently stays at the farm when it's cool and goes to a nearby Columbia hotel when the weather is bad. We nicknamed her "the milkmaid". She was an interesting character and we were intrigued to hear her story of falling in love with a Nashville musician, moving from Oklahoma with her animals and setting up her little farm right here in Fly, TN.
The last leg of our day was an easy 2 1/2 miles to Creekview Farms B&B. This b&b was built in 2010 and the Misty (the owner) said about 70% of her guests are cyclists! This was a 2000 sq ft home and we had it all to ourselves. There was a screened in porch around the front and sides and faced a pond and distant creek. Once again, we succeeded in dodging significant rainstorms and spent the time safe, dry and warm inside!!
I must confess something that we have laughed and laughed about. I was so tired this evening. After my shower I went to sit on the porch with Mitch and Suzy and James. We were discussing tomorrow and the upcoming inclement weather and our departure time. I looked straight at Mitch and asked, "what time is it in the morning"? Mitch looks at me with a blank stare. I repeated myself a little louder. He still gives me this helpless stare and moves his head toward James in despair (as if James could possibly help answer this question). I heard James say "....AM"!!!??!!
Finally, my brain was able to compute what my lips were saying. I shook out the cobwebs and shouted, "Temperature!!! I mean temperature"!!!
POSTED BY: Charlotte
Boy, now THAT's one tired, tired, tired girl! I betcha bed was a-callin'!!!
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