Great start

I forgot (sorry George and Betsy) to mention in the last blog that we got our trip off to a great start by meeting our friends George and Betsy for dinner.  They were gracious enough to  drive probably 85-90 miles to meet us for dinner.  We sure enjoyed seeing them again.... I just made Betsy promise that she wouldn't eat any soup for dinner (if you don't know the story you need to get Betsy to tell it again :) ).

We ran upon this barn driving down the parkway. It was a tobacco barn and it sure brought back memories from when I was growing up.  We raised tobacco as our only source of income so I was used to climbing around all over barns to get the tobacco in.

Here is some tobacco after it has been cut and put in the barn to cure. As you can see it is on a stick and is hung between two poles. Most barns had 2-3 layers of poles. By that, I mean that there would be another set above these poles and possibly another set above those.  It took a few people to get the tobacco into the barn.  You would have a person on the wagon, that had been loaded out in the field, and that person would pass it to a person on the ground.  The person on the ground would pass it to a person straddling the first set of poles (where the tobacco in the picture above is hung).  That person would hand it to a person straddling the second set of poles and he would hang in on the 3rd set of poles.  Of course there were variations of how this worked depending on the layout of the barn and how many sets of poles there were.

Another waterfall along the way.

Daffodils coming to life.