Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Whistle-Pig

Deb, the ghost waitress at The Wild Flour (which had burned down 40 years ago) told us to eat at this BBQ place called The Whistle-Pig that didn't have BBQ.

Creepin' with the creepers

Last month my brothers and I spent a day on the Virginia Creeper Trail.  Didn't get to do the whole trail because a tornado had damaged part of it to the point that it was impassable but it was fun and worth the trip anyway.  It was a good day spent with 3 of my favorite people, and though the 26 miles we were able to ride was longer than any ride I'd take previously, I have to say that the 5 miles or so to Wal-Mart and back from my house is probably more strenuous.
One important thing we learned about on this ride was what a "whistle-pig" was.