Category Archives: Traveling Days

To The Beach!

Our beautiful winter weather is continuing. Yesterday, we had sunny skies and temps in the upper 50’s.

So Motor Man and I headed to Carova beach to see “my” horses. We saw 14, including this one with the most unusual facial markings: I believe “blaze” is the correct terminology. I’m not sure if it has a name, “Lone Ranger” would be appropriate. I can say with certainty that we’ve never see this horse before.

Nearby was this furry one, whose blaze is in the shape of a heart. Perfect for upcoming Valentine’s Day. And there’s a shadow AND a reflection.

This beauty came right up to us as we sat in our vehicle. Note that there was a fence separating us. I don’t think he cared much about that “no trespassing” sign.

And he rather quickly became bored with us. Once again, these photos were taken with the zoom lens of my camera.

It was quiet on the beach, not many other folks taking advantage of the weather.

But another perfect day trip for us.

~These Days Of Mine~

Old Sites, New View

A few weeks ago, Motor Man spotted one of those tourist brochures at an antique mall in Williamsburg. It gave information about air tours available through Williamsburg Flight Center. One of the packages including flights over several of the historic properties along the James River.

We decided that would be our Christmas gift to each other. And Friday was the day.

Our ride was a 1968 Cessna Skyhawk.

Our pilot was Chris. After our flight, I asked him how old he is. 23. Twenty-three. (What’s the saying: “I have socks older than that…”?) By the way, not only is he an excellent pilot, he’s also a flight instructor. He’s also very knowledgeable about the area and those historic homes.

Although we flew over several historic homes, the one I was waiting for, of course, was Bacon’s Castle. Before our flight, we told Chris about my family connections there, so he circled the property a few times to be sure we got plenty of pictures. I was thrilled to see it from the air.

We also were able to get photos of the nearby old Brick Church ruins and cemetery. This is the final resting place for most of my ancestors.

Surry Nuclear Plant is located just a few miles from my home town of Bacon’s Castle and the two properties previously mentioned.  I watched the land being cleared and building begin on this project from the window of my school bus.

This is the ferry dock at Scotland (near the town of Surry). The Jamestown/Scotland ferry provides free transport across the James.

Although there was a little turbulence during our flight, we had confidence in our pilot, and the scenery was worth a few “bumps”.

Merry Christmas to us!

And thanks, Chris, for a safe, interesting flight.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

Vintage? Yes, Please

Through the Facebook page “Only In Virginia”, I learned about Old Luckett’s  Store near Leesburg, Va.

And that was a day trip yesterday for Motor Man and me.

If you’re into vintage,  that’s the place for you.  The outside area is full of old architectural elements and furniture, as well as vehicles that I’m guessing are for display only.

Check out this VW Beetle, all decked out for Christmas.

And the ‘driver’, just hangin’ out:

An old Studebaker with Christmas gifts stacked on top:

A horse and Amish wagon:

Just imagine the stories these old wooden doors could tell:

“Vintage” as far as the eye can see.

Clever bicycle wreaths:

At one point, Motor Man was in a different area of the yard than I was. I noticed he was talking with another couple and taking a picture of them. I hurried over, so THEY could take a picture of US by this gorgeous old carriage.

The four of us hit it off immediately, and since it was windy and cold outside, we invited them to sit in our vehicle so we could chat.

It was a beautiful day for a drive, we enjoyed seeing all the ‘vintageness’ at Luckett’s Store and we made some new friends.

We think that makes for a nice day.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Poetic Thursday: Sleigh Ride!

No after-Christmas doldrums around here: it’s time for Poetic Thursday with Pam, Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats.

Those of you who know me well will probably have the same reaction when you see this week’s photo inspiration as Marshall did. (He didn’t really say anything, just gave a gesture as if to say: “Well, you’re a shoe-in for this one”. )

Yes, Motor Man and I have been on many sleigh rides, and it’s always a thrill (at least for me). Here’s my poem:

 Sleigh Ride

A little girl’s dream from so long ago
of a horse drawn sleigh, gliding through the snow.

But down deep in her heart, she knew
there was little chance of her wish coming true.

She knew no one who owned a sleigh,
and deep snowfalls rarely came their way.

The little girl grew up, put her dream aside,
seldom thinking about a sleigh ride.

Then, years later, that dream came true,
with a winter wonderland sleigh ride for two.

It was cold as Christmas, with snow in the air;
the horses, the sleigh bells: all the magic was there.

Hubby knew in a moment that she was hooked;
that, in years to come, more rides would be booked.

It was everything she hoped it would be.
No longer a dream, now a fun memory.

Here’s a little slideshow of photos from some of OUR sleigh rides. Will we plan a ride this winter?

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Stay tuned to find out!

~These Days Of Mine~

A Visit To THAT Farm

My friend, Susie, shared this video on my Facebook page several years ago. It was my introduction to the Friesian breed of horses. Immediately, it became one of my favorite things to watch (many times)during the Christmas season.

 

Last week, Motor Man and I were in Indianapolis on a business trip, and, on the way home, he surprised me. We took a different route and actually went to the farm where this video was filmed.

Can you imagine my excitement? That fence….that lane….that barn….those horses….from the video!

The manager and trainer, Terry, could not have been more welcoming. And…Terry’s the driver in the video. It was a little like meeting a movie star.

Terry gave us a tour of the barns and introduced us to Bizkit, a Baroque Pinto.

I think it’s safe to say that Bizkit is a love bug.

Before we left, Terry mentioned my coat: the result of Bizkit kisses. The dry-cleaning bill will totally be worth it.

In addition to the Friesians and Baroque Pintos, the farm also has a Gypsy Vanner named Tristan.

What a wonderful surprise Motor Man pulled off.  Terry invited us to come back when the weather is warmer, and said he’ll take us for a ride on that wagon.

My reply: “Can we play Jingle Bell Rock”?

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Raymond, Wild Horses, And One Poor Sunfish

Last weekend, Motor Man and I attended the Corolla Wild Horse Fund Open House at their rescue facility.

The organization hosts these events once or twice each year. They’re wonderful opportunities for their fans and supporters to meet the staff and volunteers AND see some of the horses who now call the rescue farm home.

This time the focus was on Raymond, the mule.  You may recall my recent post in which I shared that Raymond was removed from the beach because of concerns for his health.

Raymond presented some challenges to the CWHF staff members once he arrived at the farm. They realized right away that he needed a “Raymond-proof” enclosure, which they set about building immediately.

They are pleased to report that Raymond is now all settled in and adapting well to the domestic life.

During the time we were there, he completely ignored his adoring public and munched happily on a pile of hay.

Wagon rides were offered, so you know Motor Man and I bought a ticket. The horse was a Percheron named Angel.

 

Earlier in the week, I shared this picture of us in that cute wagon.

In the past, I’ve written about Amadeo, the wild Corolla/Carova stallion that was  blinded years ago during a fight with another stallion. One night, bystanders saw him wandering into the ocean. Thankfully, he was able to get footing on a sandbar, and was rescued by heroes from Ocean Rescue.  Amadeo is now living the good life at the farm and is quite the sweet, old gentleman.

After visiting the horses at the farm, we drove on to Carova to see their cousins still living in the wild. I took this with my zoom lens, and was tickled when she looked my way, right on cue.

For sale?  Yes, I’ll take it. (Just kiddin’, Motor Man.)

During a recent coastal storm, some disturbing “debris” washed up on shore. I’d seen a picture, posted by a Facebook friend who lives in Carova, of this dead sunfish. But it was amazing to see the size of it in person.

From Wikipedia, I learned that adult sunfish weigh between about 550 and 2200 pounds.

I was windblown and wearing no lipstick, but in much better shape than this poor fish

No indeed, I was not touching it, but look at the size of its face compared to my hand. (Something about its mouth looks almost human to me…..ick.)

From the beauty of the wild horses (AND Raymond), to the not-so-pretty of a dead fish washed up on the beach, our trip was definitely not boring.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

E-43

Motor Man and I first met Jim back in the late 1990’s, when a mutual friend introduced us. Jim had been racing hydroplane (race boats) for many years, but had never won a race.  He asked Motor Man to start building his engines.

Motor Man and I began traveling to boat races from southeast Virginia to Maryland to Decatur, Illinois to New Jersey. Jim won many, many races and several championships in his 5-litre boat, E-43, which he named Keen’s Machine. There were a few tense post-race inspections , but no DQ’s (disqualifications). Motor Man does like living on the edge….

And during those years, Jim became more than a customer; he became a friend.  He sat with us at many local short-track (car) races, he came to our shop to work on his engine and/or boat and was there for Open House events we hosted.  He attended PRI (Performance Racing Industry) trade shows with us in Orlando and Indy.

Jim was at our wedding reception in 2002, and following the deaths in recent years of Motor Man’s parents, he visited to pay his respects.

Two weeks ago, Jim suffered a massive stroke and never regained consciousness.

He passed away Saturday morning.

We’re still processing the fact that he’s gone.

And, meanwhile, we’re going through old photos.

At Motor Man’s and my wedding reception. Jim’s crew chief, Joe, on the left, and Jim on the right.

Joe,  Motor Man and me, Jim and his brother, Doug, following a boat race Jim won in Portsmouth, Va.

Jim and Joe at an Open House at our shop. This was 2004, and Jim won a  championship that year.

Relaxing at our shop with a fellow race boat owner.

Dearborn, Michigan for the awards banquet in 2011.

And perhaps my favorite picture of Jim, taken in 2010. He won the high points title  that year.

In our office are several reminders of Jim’s accomplishments in boat racing. He graciously allowed us to display the checkered flag he received for his 2004 World Championship, won in Cambridge, Maryland. (Same flag that’s in the Open House photo above.)

And in 2008, Motor Man had a clock made for Jim to commemorate one of his championships. (We also had one made for us.)

Thanks for all the memories, Jim. We’ll most likely attend more boat races in the future, but they won’t be quite the same.

~These Days Of Mine~