Stopping For A Burger In Carnarvon, Iowa (Pop...Maybe 50?)

   You may ask yourself, why oh why would anyone make a pit stop in such a tiny little hamlet such as Carnarvon, Iowa? Well, the answer is fairly simple: Hunger. 

   Hunger is a helluva motivator - if I get hungry enough I'll stop at the first place I see that serves food and is open, and the Trailside Roadhouse in Carnarvon, Iowa meet both criteria.

   Carnarvon is small - as in, there are probably fewer than forty structures in the town, and I'm including grain silos and storage sheds in that count.

   The road I was driving, Iowa highway 175, runs from the Nebraska border to an intersection with US 63 just south of Hudson, Iowa, which is a little more than 220 miles. However, it's only a two lane blacktop the entire way and passes through a lot of very small towns (the largest of these small towns is Onawa, with a pop. of less than 3,000), so pretty much anywhere I stopped was going to be small (pop. wise).

   Carnarvon had a few interesting sights, such as what looked to be a classic car graveyard across the street from the Trailside Roadhouse. The township is also along one of Iowa's designated bike paths and according to the two women who were working at the roadhouse, quite a few bike riders stop in for a bite as they make their way around Iowa via bicycle.

   The roadhouse did serve up an excellent burger and fries, which refueled me as needed. I got back on the road within thirty minutes and continued my journey to Farnhamville.