Category Archives: Traveling Days

From A Distance

So much has changed in our lives in the past few weeks. I’ve read that we should practice “physical distancing”, rather than “social distancing”, because we need to still have our friends and family (our support system) in our lives.

My friend, Donna, and I arranged to meet at a nearby state park on Friday. She brought a 6-ft long section of PVC pipe, so we could gauge how far we needed to be from each other.

I believe it’s the first time we haven’t greeted each other with a hug.

We walked along the banks of the James River and took pictures of the huge cypress tree root systems.

We couldn’t help but mention all the world events these trees have ‘witnessed’. Even more meaningful when you consider that this area is directly across the river from Jamestown Settlement, a distance of about four miles.

We brought a picnic to share after our walk on the beach….vintage tablecloths, picnic basket…

and our 6-ft long measuring stick.

picture taken with a timer on the camera

This is quite a different type of selfie for us.

And later in the day, we learned that a few hours after we left, the picnic shelter was officially closed to the public.

As we were leaving the park, we stopped to visit with the two resident donkeys. They don’t require a distance of 6-feet.

We were happy to devise a way to spend some time together, while still being in compliance.  There may not have been our usual hugs and selfies, but the girl talk and laughter was in abundance.

Stay well, everyone.

~These Days of Mine~


Fun: From A Distance

So, how is your social distancing coming along?

As you know, Motor Man and I normally take a day trip to Carova, NC most weekends. However, the Outer Banks has a visitor restriction right now (understandably so: their medical facilities are somewhat limited). So we decided to ride to the Northern Neck area of Virginia.

And along the way, we found some fun while avoiding contact with anyone else. We saw this old building, and stopped to investigate. It’s an old jail, built in the early 1800’s, located in Lancaster, Virginia.

On the same property was a wonderful old red barn, so we took the opportunity for a picture. Once again, we hadn’t thought to bring our tripod, so we placed the camera on a fence post, and I rushed to join Motor Man before shutter clicked.

A little further along, we passed this beautiful old home. The sign in front said: “Woodlawn, 1750”.

A better view of the side and an outbuilding.

And to my delight, we saw something quite rare (for us anyway). Motor Man had seen a road sign alerting motorists to ‘horse and carriages’ in the area, so we assumed there might be Amish nearby.

As we drove along, we saw someone riding a horse on the shoulder of the highway. Since this is most unusual, Motor Man made a u-turn, so I could take pictures.

When I saw the way this young man was dressed, I realized that he was, indeed, Amish.

We pulled over at a safe location, thinking he might ride right by us. But, just before he reached us, he made a turn.

I LOVE this picture. The horse obviously realized that he was on the home stretch, and I love that the young man is adjusting his hat. (In a perfect world, the house wouldn’t be there, and I wouldn’t have needed to do a little less-than-ideal photo editing.)

Obviously the two of them were getting ready for the ride down this long lane.

What fun did you discover this weekend?

~These Days Of Mine~








Delayed Celebration

You may recall my post from last month about our failed plans for a sleigh ride to celebrate our anniversary.

On Friday of last week, we learned that Snowshoe, the area where the sleigh rides are, had a 10-inch snowfall overnight Thursday. So my Motor Man, who has to be the most spontaneous person I know, decided we’d try for a sleigh ride this past weekend.

And this time, we were successful.  Although we saw no snow as we neared the ski resort, once we got there, there was SNOW. We were amazed at the view of the mountains. The flocked trees seemed to be highlighted.

We felt like we were right in the middle of a Christmas card setting.

It was nice to see Peggy and Skip, the owners of Autumn Breeze Stables again. (We had taken a sleigh ride with them last year.)

Just as last year, Flash would be the horse pulling our sleigh. He posed with us right on cue.

It was a chilly, but beautiful morning for a sleigh ride. Skip told us that within a few hours, the conditions wouldn’t be favorable for rides, as the temperatures were expected to rise well above freezing.

Skip took this video during our ride, and shared it on their Facebook page.


Celebrating in such a fun, beautiful way was definitely worth the wait.

~These Days Of Mine~

Anniversary Adventures

Those of you who read yesterday’s blog post will recall that it was Motor Man’s and my anniversary. In recent years, it’s become a tradition that we go for a sleigh ride around this time of year to celebrate.

We hadn’t really discussed it prior to Saturday, when Motor Man suggested we attempt to book a sleigh ride at Snowshoe, a ski resort in West Virginia. That’s where we went last year on our anniversary.  We weren’t able to contact the stable on Saturday, but left a message. And we decided to drive to Staunton, Virginia (about halfway) and spend Saturday night there.

Sunday morning, we continued on to Snowshoe.  Along the way, we saw a gorgeous overlook, so we pulled over to take pictures.

We had forgotten to bring the tripod, so we had to improvise.  (Remember that: it will be important later in this post.)

We continued on our way to Snowshoe, and Motor Man stopped for me to take this picture.  The setting reminded me a little of a nativity scene.

There was very little snow….until we reached the ski resort.

The roads were completely passable, but the trees looked to be from a Christmas card.

Due to some miscommunication, we weren’t able to go on a sleigh ride. But we were still having a fun day.

Until…..we realized that Motor Man’s cell phone was missing.

We looked all inside the vehicle, under the seats, between the seats, in my purse, his jean pockets, my jean pockets, his coat pockets, my coat pockets….you get the idea.  I had absolutely NO cell phone service, so I couldn’t call his phone to listen for the ring.

Motor Man wasn’t upset about it, although he hated the thought of losing all his contacts. I was more worried about the phone than he was.

The last place we remembered having it was at that overlook.  When we were there, he had the idea to use his cell phone, placed on its side on that stone wall, to angle the front of the camera when we took our picture.  (That didn’t work, but we knew there was a possibility that’s where we’d left his phone.)

But….. had someone picked it up?  Perhaps not to take it, but just to try to find the owner.  My number is in his phone as an emergency contact, but with no cell service, any call attempted to be made to me wouldn’t have come through.

The overlook was nearly two hours from Snowshoe….a LONG two hours when you’re trying to get there to look for your phone.

See that tiny black thing to the front of the stone wall?

Motor Man’s phone.   Just waiting for us to return. Waiting there for nearly four hours.

I think that was the best anniversary present I could have received. At that point, even better than a sleigh ride.

~These Days Of Mine~

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~