so before moving back to the scoots and beginning the flog homeward on one of the most superb rodes (save for that one 3 inch bump out in the middle of the return road that could not be seen with the sun glaring upon it, but your spine will feel it if you are not attentive at speed and happen to rip over it), we had to get a pic with the caretaker of this fine establishment as she had great voice to be heard..and with no pun or sarcasm intended, these kinds of stops and talks with those that make their lives upon our routes, truly make the rides in life worth the fill up (note the last sign to the right of my head in case you plan on bringing yer big city arse and attitude out here)...great stop indeed...