(Oooh…sorry about that title…)
Remember the road trip I mentioned on Tuesday? Today, I’m sharing pictures from that trip.
A friend had told us some time ago about the Hatton Ferry, the last “poled” ferry in the country, located in Scottsville, Virginia .
Since Monday was a holiday, Motor Man didn’t go to his shop, and we set off that morning for Scottsville. It’s about a 3 hour drive from home. En route, I went online on my cell phone and found a restaurant “Tavern On The James”, which sounded like a good place for lunch.
The interior was beautiful, our server, Christa, was wonderful, and the food was great.
Christa took us on a quick tour of the restaurant, seated us and then pointed out the window to “Sargeant”, the Scottsville Police Department cat. (He’s standing by the police car.)
So, of course, after lunch…..(you knew this was coming, didn’t you?).
We found this interesting little landmark showing the flood levels of the James River, prior to the levee being built in 1989. The highest mark (just below the second story window) is from Hurricane Agnes in 1972.
We drove five miles out of town to the Hatton Ferry. This isn’t a great picture – it was taken through the windshield – but it gives you a good idea about the ferry.
The two-man crew was very friendly and offered to take a picture of us during the ferry ride.
The crew, “working the poles”:
And this was taken as we were driving off on the other side. The James River is 512 feet wide at that point. (It’s about 4-and-a half miles across in our area.)
Just another reminder of my motto regarding Motor Man: “Life with you is like a road trip; we may not always know where we’re going, but it’s a sweet ride”.
A clue about tomorrow’s Friday’s Fences post: “Is that real?”.