Knotty Pine Tavern

We needed some grub for the road & randomly stopped here.
$ 4.95 for store-​quality toasted bagel (w/​small packet of cream cheese on the side).
$ 3.75 for a small inedible biscuit.
$ 2.75 for Folger’s quality drip.
They essentially up-​charged a ridiculous amount for heating up food you could buy yourself at a convenience store or market (at a fraction of the price).
Extra star for cute Halloween decorations.

An exceptional small town dive. Don’t expect the bartender to greet you with a smile, but after a night of talking and good drinks he might just be a new best friend. We met so many nice locals in this bar. We ordered a Margarita, the bartender with out missing a beat said if the blender works you’ve got a deal! Perfect! All the drinks he made were amazing, we learned a lot about Graeagle history from the locals, could not ask for a better bar!

A trip along 89 would not be complete without a stop at the Knotty Pine. Nothing special in the way of food or drink but I love the atmosphere. Good standard drinks and breakfast in a 1960’s place with knotty pine interior (go figure). I like it.

I don’t like walking into small bars where the bar tender can’t even look over to acknowledge a new person. Just keep acting busy and. Don’t. Make. Eye. Contact. With. New. Person. At. The. Bar. That’s weak. I stood there like a dope with maybe 15 people in the room and stared at the lady and still no eye contact. Finally left.

Camping up at Gold Lake, there was a need to head down to civilization for ice to keep the camp beer cold. Wanting to do my part for the adult beverages I grabbed a few ladies and headed down the hill to Graeagle.
Of course there is some mountain folk art show going on and the ladies want to peruse the goods, I spy the Knotty Pine Tavern to the left.
«I’ll be here, come get me when you’re done»
Walking in the place is hot. A swamp cooler does all it can, but it can’t do enough. There are old pictures and memorabilia from years of biker rallies, old cigarette ads and other fun stuff all over the walls. Only Budweiser is on tap, but a few palatable beers are there as well at a cost of only $ 3 per! Dirt cheap to Bay Area standards. A few of the local fishermen offered me a seat at the bar and in 5 minutes we’re sharing stories. The Olympics were on and so a bit of track and field was watched as well.
Places like this remind me of those little places you find after snowboarding all weekend in some little town no one has heard of, great times with a nice slow pace.