Day: August 23, 2013

August 14, 2013

As rainy as it had been the day before, this morning turned out to be spectacular. Our agenda for the day was to drive over to Charlottesville and visit Monticello, then continue on to DC. We picked up Interstate 64 and headed eastward from Staunton.

On a hill next to the interstate, just around the corner from our motel, were three crosses. These were a set of Coffindaffer Crosses, placed by the Rev. Bernard Coffindaffer. My blogger friend Jacob K. recently did a post on the Coffindaffer Crosses on his blog, The Carpetbagger. I had spotted two other sets Monday, but had not stopped to take pictures. The photo below doesn’t show it because it’s backlit, but the crosses have a distinct color scheme – two white with a central gold cross.

The trip from Staunton to Charlottesville went quickly, and we found Monticello easily by following the signs. We managed to get tickets for the next tour, and 10:15 am.

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August 13, 2013

With the rain last night Laura and I didn’t even attempt to go out and look for any more meteors. Instead, we got a good night’s rest and got up the next morning to head out. We had several options, but decided to play it by ear, depending on the weather. Our general plan was to head northeast first, then cross over to the Monongahela National Forest. Several of those highways were marked with green dots on our AAA road map, indicating scenic roads. We thought we would check them out.

We first detoured into the downtown section of Fayetteville. Signs on the main highway had proclaimed that it was the “coolest downtown.” While a neat place, it looks like it was populated mainly by outfitter stores for whitewater companies, with a few galleries and restaurants thrown in. It was a cool place, with a neat old courthouse, but we didn’t linger.

Just beyond Fayetteville is the bridge. Crossing it this morning was a totally different experience. Everything was fogged in, so there was not the sense of height we had on our first crossing.

There were several places we had been told were can’t-miss locations. However, most of these involved long scenic views. That just wasn’t going to happen this morning. We did cross Summerville Lake, which looked like a fantastic place to kayak. High sandstone cliffs along the banks were capped with the dense greenery of forests. I’d love to come back up here with a boat.

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