So after a great few drinks at the Creekside Inn we headed off back to Youngstown. 25 miles down the road says "Oh, where's my hand bag". Needless to say I very silently found the next exit and made our way back to the Inn. Funnily enough, we did say we would be back, just maybe not this soon.

On the side of 322 we found this great little tavern in the middle of nowhere. The obvious thing to was of course stop and check it out. Met some great locals and one has his brother living in Australia north of Byron Bay. Great people great beer, and put on some afternoon snacks for us.