“…Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River…”
Today I spent most of the day driving along the Blue Ridge Parkway. It’s the same idea as the Natchez Trace that my sister and I drove last Fall. It’s a National Park Service roadway that winds for 480 miles through the Blue Ridge Mountains. I didn’t drive it all. After 6 hours of mountain roads, I was ready to hit the highway again.
There’s lots of scenic views, of course. And I stopped at Mabry’s Mill, said to be the most photographed mill in the country. It is located in a small settlement of 1800’s era farm buildings. Open to the public as a living museum. Of course, as is my luck, it’s too early in the year for any of them to be open. I really need to come back in the summer.
I did do some hiking. This bridge spans the Round Meadow Creek and the path led down the side of a gorge. And up again, “pant, pant.”
Then tonight I am camping for the first time on this trip. Even here in the South the past week hasn’t been warm enough, so I was staying in motels. I’m settled in the Shenandoah Valley in a lovely campground. Going to watch a movie and then bed.