After our hike around Paddlefest GMan wanted to stop at Keys Pancake House. We spotted it on the way into town the night before. Mind you in the parking lot he said the he did not want pancakes! I reckoned they had a fun menu so we ventured in.
Image of free post card.
It was a wait to be seated place so it was lookin up so far. We were seated and almost immediately a waitress appeared and said “two coffees?”. Mind you I look old enough for a cup of joe but clearly the GMan is a little young. I know we are way west on rt90 but coffee for a nine year old is not on my books. Perhaps they start younger round here I thought and promptly ordered two waters. After the delightfully bad cup I had early I figured I’d last until SB’s on rt90 for a fit.
The other key pointer to our current location was everyone was in Harley Davison garb but the parking lot was full of oversized domestic pick-ups. Also when I ordered a broccoli and cheese omelet there was no mention of what cheese or no question of choice! Perhaps it will be a cow by-product, time will till.
Twenty minutes or so later our food appeared and I’m happy to say it not only looked good, but tasted good also. BTW I believe it was cheddar cheese, but can’t be certain!
Shots from the parking lot.
We came we saw we left. This is a great place if you’re in the market for a new boat. The area is broken up in to two sections. 1. For $20 you can paddle anything on display and you get the twenty off any boat, SUP or canoe you buy, plus the discount that varies. 2. For $5 you get into an area wher you can view and sit in boats and they have a gear area.
This is where we went and there was lots to look at. I found a several boats that will allow me or my better 1/2 and the JMan to go paddling. The gear section was like the gift shop at the exit door of a museum. Only way out was through it! They had hundreds of shoes and a other items, including paddles, PFD’s water proof gear and clothing. We didn’t buy anything these as we were told the main store was in the road out if town.
Signage gone wrong!
Beautiful wooded canoe
This one needs a little work
JMan searching for treasure
My day got off to an early start. 4am or so I rolled over at that was that. I resisted the urge to grad my phone and start blogging but I finally gave in.
It didn’t help that the folks in the room below us were running the AC all night, or perhaps it was the heat. In any event I felt like I was trying to sleep in the motor compartment of an express locomotive at full throttle. Thanks for nothing! My guess is they come for even more upstate or perhaps southern Canada and never experienced electricity before. So the AC unit was a real novelty or they couldn’t figure out how to turn it off. Yo, pull its tail out of the wall that will kill the beast. Kinda like my favorite saying ” the issue is somewhere between the keyboard and chair, remove that and all will be right in the world”. BTW they turned it off at about the same time I decided to give up trying to fall back to sleep. It’s an occasions where you want to run into there room with a fog horn or better yet one of those cow bell people rattle at bicycle races, yelling and rattling. Ya, the cow bell would be odd enough so they think I was also a deranged local and this was common practice. All the while I would have a expression that said “this is our normal wake up call”……followed up with “my bad, wrong room”, go back to sleep now!
I hope the breakfast is better than the soundproofing. More later.
It’s later. This is the view from our in the early morning. It sure is nice.
Breakfast of champions. No really, I had some fruit and a bagel prior to the belly bomb. You gota love an in that has the 2012 can-am catalog on display. We are not in Kansas any more…well actually we could be! Here’s the proof.
Here’s the stack!
GMan and I are going to Paddlefest 2012 in Old Forge NY. Where’s that you might ask….well head west on 90 for….ever, then take a right for Utica and head up 28 for a bit. You’ll get there eventually. The drive was fairly uneventful but fun. We stopped a few times for food, gas and bio breaks….and coffee.
Rest area somewhere on 90.
We saw Amish folks hard at work ploughing a field the old fashioned way. GMan was amazed. I reminded him that they don’t have cable, phones or iPods. He seems to lose interest at that point! I bought a 6 pack of the local brew, Saranac Adirondack Larger. It’s not bad, but not that good either, but I just wanted to wet my whistle, so I guess it worked.
View from our deck.
Okay, I’m jacked. More on Paddlefest tomorrow.