My husband, sister and I rode to an Amish Market. This was our 4th annual pie ride. It was a 37 mile round trip and we traveled a 2.5 mile portion of the trip on a Rail Trail:


The market had no blueberry pie, so I went for a piece of freshly baked Shoo-fly pie, sold to me by the woman who had baked it. After finishing it, I had to go back in and tell her it was THE BEST PIECE OF PIE I HAD EVER EATEN! She was beaming and I was not exaggerating! Heavy on the molasses and absolutely delicious!


Except for our annual bickering about route direction, it was a great ride made even better by that pie!