Today will easily be remembered as the best hike of 2024. For those who took it and those who didn't. The weather gave us a peek at Fall in Atlanta. The trail, Hahn Woods, is adjacent to the Emory campus and offers a little bit of everything and this hike had it all, except Trailheads.
Four “members" (could we vote them off the island) found better things to do with their Thursday —Steve was in the mountains and then the beach marveling in wine and Spanish garb as seen attached. Liquor seems to have been involved.
George said something about zoom and calls and blah, blah, blah. Roy, who won’t let us hear him play, says he had a guitar lesson that he couldn’t take online this time, because his fingers were going to get a workout so he couldn’t hike and his feet hurt. But darn, isn't he cute?
Patrick had the best excuse as he’s in Montreal checking out how a Patrick could become an Ex Pat in Canada. And he’s not even running from the draft, but could be running from much worse in November. Rather than "trailshame" them, let's move on to hike, and the two TrailBros who carried the torch.
Brad and Guy and their faithful doggos, Fio and Elvis met at Hahn Woods to hike the rugged terrain around Emory University. Wonderful water for the four legs and good paths for old legs.
We met a variety of people on the trail, one who expressed interest in Brad’s lovely Fisker Ocean One (or as Guy calls it, a Fixter). Brad is praying his ride of choice can stay afloat, but the odds seem against survival.
This true gentleman called us true gentlemen which made us assume he was off his rocker. We also bumped into a father who had pushed his child on the heavily rooted path only to find out there was a paved path not far away.
He left appreciative of the knowledge that his return trip would be less bumpy. The child confided in us that he had told his father time and time again that there was another way.
Normally by now we would have mentioned a dozen references to pop culture icons –insert Taylor Swift and Oasis reunion images here – and events to make us seem more cool and hip.
And to make the story more interesting. But Guy and Brad wrote this one so this is what you get.
We (Brad and Guy and dogs) dined at Community Q BBQ, a favorite in Decatur where the dogs, and Guy, are welcome on the outside dining area. We each ordered a half rack of St Louis style ribs (meat falling graciously off the bone), baked beans expertly seasoned and spiked with brisket.
Guy loved his coleslaw while Brad devoured his collard Greens. (We assume the ribs were eaten too. They were not mentioned in the original draft.)
As we plowed thru the savory smoked meat, (Oh, there it is. They did eat the meat.) Elvis parked his slobbery jowls on Brad's lap, praying for an errant bite that might fall his way. As always Elvis left about a half quart of saliva/drool on Brad's pants.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar, lovely lady came up to our table to ask which dog was Fio and which was Elvis. We were speechless.
She not only knows us, but she knew our dogs' names and follows our adventures weekly and reads about our hikes and shenanigans with the appropriate smiles and nod to our hyperbole and whimsy. (That was a crazy run-on sentence but we'll let it stand. English is hard and the rules are relaxed after Covid.)
Bebe (that's the nice and knowledgeable lady's name) is a Superfan and we were excited to know we had one. She couldn’t have been nicer and more supportive and as we told her and her husband later we were thrilled to be recognized and read about. He did not recognize us or claim to have read about us. And honestly, she did mistake Brad for Elvis. We hope to run into her again so we can give her more than a sticker for her fandom.
This was great confirmation that we do have legions of lady followers as we assumed. We hope you all enjoy our adventures.
Rating: Four Ribs*
Community Q BBQ
1361 Clairmont Rd
Decatur, GA 30033
(404) 633-2080
*About Our Barbecue Rating System
Trailheads do not claim to be food experts, epicureans, or sophisticated palates. We are hungry hikers who attack a selected barbecue venue and ravage our way through whatever smoked fare and fixings they're dishing out.
Our reviews feature what we believe are the highlights of the menu we sampled. So our intent is not to trash talk the saintly folks who tend to smoldering smokers on hot, humid summer days. They are sacrificing themselves in the noble art of smoking meats and feeding the drooling masses. Many are independent entrepreneurs who are the backbone of this humming American economy.
Now that you know our standards, you may wonder why every barbecue place gets a four-ribs rating. The answer is easy: our group has acclaimed designers, and they think the ribs graphic looks cool.
Who are we to argue? Enjoy.
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