We got started a little late this morning. Partially because I was waiting to see if the weather would get any better and partially because last night’s party was a little strong for my co-pilot. The weather didn’t look that good and never got better. We rode the whole day in off and on rain showers (mostly on) and cold. It’s okay though, it’s been a long time since the weather was anything but awesome so we can deal with a little cold rain. Rainy days = slab days for the most part. Not too many sharp turns to lay the bike down in, no flash floods or streams running across the road to worry about and lots of stopping areas along the way. No worries though, if all the days were good days – – good days would just be normal days. I am quite the philosopher aren’t I. Ha ha ha…….
Many of you might be asking yourself, “Drums, PA – I’ve never heard of that” which is understandable. I’d never heard of it either until two years ago. I was leaving Marshal, VA headed north on my, finish the lower 48 states ride and it was raining. It was at least moderate rain from the time I got on the bike until I got off. I rode as far as I could that day and ended up here in Drums. The hotel I chose was a run down flea bag of a place but I just needed the day to be over. The guy that runs the place couldn’t have been nicer – he insisted that I bring him all my wet stuff and he would have it dried for me in no time. He put all my stuff (even my soaking wet cowboy boots) in the room where all their industrial dryers for the hotel are and he was right. Rain suit and clothes were dry in just a couple hours and the boots were good to go in the morning. That day I vowed that if I was in the area I would be staying at his motel. This time our stuff wasn’t quite that wet but he still offered to dry everything. I wish the hotel had nicer for Robin’s sake but I was good.
Robin might have been wanting for a classier motel but she was very happy with dinner. I found a family owned and operated little place called The Lookout House that was within a mile or so & we headed over. It’s almost gourmet dining in the middle of nowhere. I knew something was up when the waiter showed up with the polished professional swagger of a waiter in a fine dining establishment. Turns out he is a local but spent 26 years in California working at a restaurant in Brentwood (that’s $$$$ for those of you that don’t know). Anyway, the place he worked went belly up 4 years ago and he came back home to Drums and started working at the Lookout again (he started here when he was 10). Every course was wonderful, and the cost was low all things considered. You might want to pick a better hotel but do yourself a favor if you’re in the area, and check out The Lookout House Restaurant & Bar – they actually have a motor lodge right here as well – maybe I’ll stay there next time.