On we rode, looking for a spot. The Rainbow Cafe looked promising ... but it closed at 3. Sunday! Skye and I found out on our way back from the Keys, very little is open on Sunday! By time I found a likely possibility, the light was fading from the sky. Deciding to keep on homeward before full dark fell, dinner turned out to be a couple microwaved hotdogs and sauerkraut!
All in all, it was a good ride. Three hundred miles, there and back again.