“For those who have fought for freedom it has a flavor that the protected will never know”. I loved this quote….anonymous source.
It is a pretty cool approach they have taken with this restoration. They seem to have integrated the authentic trades work directly into their renovation work and do nearly all of the rebuilding much as was done originally, with Williamsburg labor and skills. It is also amazing the 100s of millions of private dollars that have been poured into rebuilding and refurbishing this place.
The overall experience makes a strong impression and brings the time in history to life. It is all very well done.
Category Archives: East
Virginia Beach, Chesapeake, Newport News, Norfolk, Portsmouth…
Right here in town is Newport News Park. We are camping among Civil War earthen fortifications in an area that changed hands a bunch of times in that war. It was a bit of a surprising find.
World record S’more at First Landing State park.
Mosquito shortage
Oh, what a hundred miles or so does for you. We are out of the mosquitoes, at least for a while. It’s wonderful to be able to stroll without swatting!
Cute and simple to pretty grandiose.
Statues of shells, tropical fish, and miscellaneous crustaceans and…..Neptune. Virginia Beach had them all.
Icarus nylon and the Tennessee Wind Militia
What do you do when you have a kite festival, Virginia Beach, with no wind? Well, one choice is these really cool ultra light kites made of graphite rod and super light nylon fabric. These things fly in nearly still air. Pretty cool.
Like ballerinas or synchronized swimmers three kites flew in beautiful choreographies patterns over head. I have no idea how they managed not to just end up in a knotted mess. That was the work of three members of the TWM.
A huge red squid barely rose up off the sand. It was one of a number of big kites that they had on the beach but couldn’t show off without more wind. They would have been impressive.
Picture of the Week
AAck..that isn’t smoke
A dainty white-gray wisp swirled over our heads as we drove in the growing dusk. It was a little eerie, we didn’t see any source for the smoke. It trailed long behind us and ahead as far as we could see to the next turn. THEN, the headlights hit it just right. That wasn’t smoke; it is a continuous streak of mosquitoes. Millions of them swirling in the thermals some 15 feet above the road. We were oh so thankful that we had the top up.
Plodding ever nearer…so cool
Alligator River refuge plants grain for their various inhabitants and it seems that black bears really love new green wheat. We were intently watching the field-to-forest edges to catch a glimpse of the bear we had heard were out there. Then we rounded the corner and there he came. A huge black bear. He had to be a yard or more tall and weigh several hundred pounds. He was sort of shuffling, sort of waddling right down the road toward us (we were in the car by the way). He was pretty heavy and seemed to tire, he actually just plopped down to rest a few before continuing. We waited, broadside in the road. He detoured a little to give that strange green thing in the road some room. He splashed through a couple water filled ditches not really slowing down. Nothing deterred him from that huge waving field of green. He sat with a plop right at the edge of the field and proceeded to eat his fill. Marvelous to watch.