It’s a beautiful day today. I get an email invite from a co-worker to go for a lunch ride over to Woody’s BBQ. Woody’s is located in an out of the way place between Columbus and Marysville. It’s rumored to be good, but not popular since its exactly close. Of course i say, “Yes”, right away and get all excited to be out of the office and on the road.
Four of us get out to our bikes and prepare to leave. Someone asks, “Who knows how to get there?” No one knows. I’m the only one of us that had a GPS unit so I quickly type in Woody’s and pick the one that looks to be right where we expect. I’d lead the ride and follow the navigation instructions. What could go wrong?
The computer has us going on some great country roads. It’s a very thoughtful device. We enjoyed passing by farms and poking through a few small towns. Very scenic and pleasant. At each stop I can sense that everyone is wondering that we should have been there by now. This was only supposed to be a 12 mile trip to get there. We pass through Plain City. Then Unionville Center. Then a little further to Milford Center. Ding! Woody’s is right around the corner. Soon we’ll be feasting on pulled pork and bbq ribs. We turn the corner to find that Woody’s is a automotive service garage. Uh oh. This is how it’s possible to get lost with GPS computer. No pulled pork in sight.
We see a building with an open for lunch sign. It was a tavern called Yummy’s Bar & Grill. We joked about the name and nervously walked in to the dark and windowless little dive. It was comforting to find one other table of customers in the place. They ended up serving a pretty nice burger. We’d have never planned to be here, and that’s part of the magic of getting lost and improvising. The server asked us where we were from and how we got there. We shared some good laughs and went back the same path that took us there. Riding 45 miles total.
The Yummy’s would be a good name for our little posse.
