My never ending quest for the perfect BBQ took me to Hartwell, GA for lunch today. I led the way from Athens on the Dub followed by daughter Pam on her 750 Honda Shadow with her friend Kerrie on her H-D Soft Tail Deuce.
About 45 miles of fine Georgia back roads later we rolled into Hartwell, a little lake town near the Georgia/South Carolina line. Our lunch spot was Backyard BBQ, a real Southern joint with a container of light bread, plastic forks, paper towels and a pitcher of sweettea (yes, that is one word in Georgia) sharing the tables with the BBQ sauce and other normal condiments. The menu consisted of several different combinations of BBQ, slaw and stew. For the uninformed BBQ is shredded and chopped pork. There is no choice of brisket or chicken, BBQ is BBQ. Now the stew is called Brunswick stew, an unknown concoction of very tasty meat based stuff. Why the stew with BBQ is a mystery, I was told that's just the way it is in Georgia. I would have preferred fires but that's just the way it is.
There was no way we could eat all of our meal and unfortunately take home wasn't an option on the bikes. We took hwy 172 all the way back to Athens, it was a nice ride with very little traffic and just enough big sweeping turns to keep you on your toes. A pleasant contrast to riding in the mountains where the long drop offs await if you screw up. A nap looks good about now, maybe ice cream later.
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