Like yesterday, we headed out for a walk in the woods. It didn't last long. Once we reached the swamp, we heard a man-made call of some sort. The hunting dogs would surely follow. We headed back to the house.
After breakfast we got in the truck and headed to Yorktown. Jo and her husband lived nearby before moving to the farm. They know the area well.
It's about an hours drive from the farm to Yorktown. We parked near the people beach, and walked Luna over to the dog beach. The dog beach is actually nicer than the people one because it's filled with broken shells, seaweed, and things of that nature. Things that should be on a beach.
Then we took the Tobacco Trail up to the Visitors Center and saw three doe next to the trail. (They must be used to people because they didn't run. Even though we had Luna with us.) After I signed in for the Volkssport walk, we headed out thru Historic Yorktown, and back to the beach.
Then we walked the River Trail to the Museum of the American Revolution, past the barriers in the reeds set by the British to keep the colonists away. I can't remember the name.
On the way back we saw this Dutch windmill. Why it's there, I'm clueless.
This is the cave that they house Cornwallis after his capture.
Then it was back to the beach to watch the water and the boats. There were even people in bathing suits swimming.
Upon returning to the farm, we drug some chairs out by the chicken coop and watched the "chicken Ballet". It was a day of slow "television". And another cutthroat game of Parcheesi.
Miles/Steps: About 5
Weather: gorgeous
Wildlife : three doe, a minimum of three dolphins. They are kind-of hard to count. It didn't appear to be a whole pod.Extras : Near Jo's house, there was a dead carcas and vultures were all over it like a cheap suit. There was always birds of prey in the area. Then one took off and it was an eagle.
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