Tow plane landing at the New Castle glider port.
Margie found a spot to pose like a teenager at the glider port. Ain’t she cute?
Margie and I drove out to New Castle yesterday in order to try out a restaurant that looked truly out of its mind good on its website. I discovered that not everything we see on the ‘net is Gospel.
The Pine Top Restaurant, an unimposing little building about two miles outside New Castle proper showed an inviting buffet on its home page, one that promised a load of goodies (especially all kinds of barbecue) that looked scrumptious.
When we got to the Pine Top, the only items in the buffet case were a few cakes (I’m diabetic, so they didn’t count). I asked about the buffet and the waitress said, well, the buffet isn’t every day, but on Thursday, there’s bbq and on Sunday there’s fried chicken and other after church stuff. So we ordered from the menu.
Another tow plane. I like these single wing dudes.
Margie, of course, went for burger (which she said was good) and fries (equally good) and got grilled chicken (tasted microwaved), green beans (overcooked by about a week), potato salad (faaaaaar too sweet) and a flat commercial roll. Bland.
That stop was a failure, but we drove up Virginia 42 to the New Castle overlook and saw the pretty little town outlined against a lovely sky, dotted with gliders being pulled. There were about four and I wondered about it.
Margie learned kudzu has lovely flowers.
We went back down to New Castle, stopped at the General Store and a woman there said there’d been a week-long glider competition, ending later Saturday. The store is an odd duck, featuring a lot of truly healthy foods, books ranging from The Communist Manifesto to a book by Trump and all kinds of Civil War books and paraphernalia. Odd combo, but the proprietor assured she was selling to local taste. (I wondered who bought the Manifesto; I bought Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet, my dad’s favorite book).
On the way out of town, we drove up Glider Drive and found the little hidden glider port, which is grass, and watched the truly cool tow planes land. We didn’t wait around for the gliders because I suspect they had plans to be aloft for a while.
Lovely little adventure, though.
Glider competitors with their glider carriers.