Showing posts with label New River Gorge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New River Gorge. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Exercisin'

We ended our Tuesday with a ride into town for dinner at Fayetteville's Pies and Pints.  With the cooler weather and lower humidity, we sprawled on a grassy hill under some trees to await our table.  Outdoor dining only. And socially distanced. 

The pizza was differently delicious, but the flatbread with goat cheese and reduced balsamic vinegar is what we'll remember.  This appetizer was served looking like a scoop of vanilla ice cream drizzled with hot fudge sauce with drizzled pizza crust slices.  This, too, was yummy.  We continue to be in awe of how the weather here is suitable for outdoor dining and adventures; we would've been miserable doing this at home in our southwest Georgia climate. 

Stuffed, we headed across the New River Gorge Bridge to the visitor's center for an after-dinner hike down to the observation deck just in time to catch the fading sunset.  Judge for yourself if the view was worth the steps down and back up.  I kicked myself the whole way because I only had my cell phone camera with me, but I upgraded my phone a while back just for such oversights. 

1) Sunset fades behind the New River Gorge Bridge
So, what do you think? Worth 178 steps down and then back up? 

Being back in the camper, we are reminded why we have enjoyed the SolAire so much and we are realizing we have missed her regular adventures far more than we realized.  I think we both sleep better in our little cocoon of a bedroom here with the white noise of the A/C drowning out all the exterior sounds. Ahhh. 

We actually slept in a little later than usual and awoke refreshed on Wednesday morning.  That's what we came for, right?  Jamie sizzled up some bacon on the camp stove and flipped a stack of pancakes for the four of us before we loaded up in the truck - John's truck! - to venture about in the area. 

We found the single lane paved road that winds its way down the gorge by the base of the bridge and then down river just a bit, crossing the railroad tracks and a lower bridge to cross the river and climb out of the gorge.  I don't need to understand the science behind bridge building to know what an awesome sight and incredible engineering feat it is to span a river nearly 800 feet above water level to connect two mountaintops.  I just had to stop frequently to take photographs of multiple views of this man-made wonder.  Fortunately, my travel mates don't seem to mind.

2) Purple wildflowers blooming near the bridge

3) View of the bridge from the railroad tracks

4) view of the bridge from the lower bridge

5) view of the bridge from near the center of the lower bridge

5) arch of the bridge

6) really close to the bridge!

7) view of the ironworks holding up the bridge

8) looking up under the bridge -- you mean we drove over that?
Our next stop for the day was Hawks Nest State Park. We arrived on Wednesday near noon to find that Wednesdays are reserved for servicing the tram that takes visitors down the mountain to the river.  Oh well. I'm not much for swinging cable cars anyway.  Instead, we believed the sign that read "100 steps to spectacular views." 

These steps made last night's steps look like a walk in the park.  Dilapidated (that's a nice word for rotten, isn't it?) railroad ties and steep grades of rough & rocky asphalt led to a rocky outcropping overlooking the river and a train trestle.  We definitely got our sweat on for the day with this midday hike.  The view was pretty.  Not spectacular, but pretty.  No regrets. 
9) view of the bridge in the distance taken from Hawks Nest State Park

10) Watching the train round the bend
11) trestle spanning the river

We continued south along the road we were on and discovered a nearly dry waterfall, Cathedral Falls.  With a full pool, this must be a pretty roadside waterfall, but not today.  I attempted some photographs here, but I wasn't pleased with the final product, so here you'll see a dud! A shady picnic table here was all it took for our crew to unload the cooler & have lunch.
12) Cathedral Falls - much too dry to be attractive
Further south we accessed Kanawha Falls which stretches across the river.  An "antique" power house suggests years of use harnessing the water for electricity.  A shady beach area provided adequate cover for me to read my camera settings and take a few slow exposures to capture the silky water flowing over the rocks. Yes!
13) Kanawha Falls power plant 

14) Kanawha Falls

15) Kanawha Falls

16) Kanawha Falls
Having gotten a bit accustomed to late afternoon naps during COVID closure, some of us were growing weary, so we headed for camp to rest a bit, edit photos, and prepare supper. 

I'll stop here for today.  We've had great day exploring the New River Gorge area.

Now that you've made it to the end of this blog post, which is your favorite photo? They are numbered 1-16. Let me know!


Sunday, June 21, 2015

Man-Made Marvels

We left Mayberry Campground this morning destined for West Virginia, the only must-see item on our agenda being the New River Gorge Bridge.  

With the diesel pickup truck, the trailer pulled easily along mountainous highways.  Glad we chose a truck strong enough to make towing nearly effortless.

Interstate 77 routed us through two tunnels, Big Walker Mountain Tunnel and East River Mountain Tunnel.  I am amazed by the feat of engineering and dynamite blasting that created passages through rock like this. So in awe of how they blazed trails through these mountains, figuring out how and where to build roads.
Entrance to Big Walker Mountain Tunnel
 
Entrance to East River Mountain Tunnel

From the highway, West Virginia appears to be unspoiled territory: lush mountain forest as far as we could see, with smoky mountain haze in the distance. 
A West Virginia view taken at road speed.
 The weather was perfect for traveling and sightseeing today.  Sunshine and cooler-than-home temperatures made for a comfortable hike down the 200 steps to view the span of the New River Gorge Bridge.  What an incredible man-made marvel!  Hundreds of feet below, rafters floated lazily down the river.  We could see some splashing in the water, too.
White water rapids on the New River in West Virginia - notice the rafts on the river

Look at that bridge!  Riding across it you cannot see how high you are.
We hiked down to the observation deck to view the span of the New River Gorge Bridge on U.S. 19.

Back in the parking lot, we pushed open the windows of the SolAire, flipped on an electric fan (thanks to the inverter Jamie brought along), and made sandwiches for lunch. (Side note: Our last restaurant meal was in Leesburg, GA, on Friday at lunch before we started this trip.  And it's been a whole weekend! Our entertainment used to be eating out; now our entertainment is preparing a meal and eating in the camper. Funny how things change.)

We traveled along U.S. 19 for a bit longer and pulled into an overlook to take in the view.  
View from the overlook on U.S. 19 in West Virginia

Eventually, we merged back onto I-77.  Realizing we were making better-than-expected time, we knew we could easily make it to Confluence, PA, where we had reservations beginning tomorrow.  With a quick phone call we made arrangements to arrive a day earlier.  That was the last call I’ll make with my AT&T phone for a while. There’s no service here for me; at least Jamie has Verizon service.

Following Google’s “shortest route” advice, we exited the interstate onto a tiny road leading through farms and rustic homesteads.  It was bumpy with asphalt patches; thankfully, there was very little traffic on this narrow stretch.  We passed into Pennsylvania with little notice; just a county sign and a smoother road.  Up and down and up and around for a few miles.  

Pennsylvania farmland
And then we were here.  Outflow Campground in Confluence, Pennsylvania, along the bank of the Casselman River.

We selected our campsite, one with shade, and set up quickly, this time with the chairs and the rug and the table and the tablecloths.  We’ll be here a few days. 

There was a rain shower here earlier in the day, so we have a little mud puddle, but we expect it’ll dry up if the sun shines tomorrow like it has today.

While it was still daylight, we toured the toured town, checking out the bike trail, the bike shop, and the restaurants.  The streets are narrow here.  The town is quaint. 


As I finish these last few lines, we are sitting outside, enjoying the cool air. No air conditioner running.  It’s a pleasant 72 degrees.