Day Eight: The Accidental Hike

Why is this here?

I woke up in Virginia, grateful to have survived the horrors of the drive before, and hoping not the ever have to experience that again ever.
Ever.

Luckily, it seemed that I had gone north enough to escape the incredibly inconsiderate southern weather. I drove through Richmond, enjoying the much less humid, sunny skies, and eventually came across a sign for Lake Anna State Park.Of course, I had to go see this lake, so off the interstate I went. Unfortunately, I forgot to make a left at Albuquerque or something because I never found it, and ended up on a sort of scenic detour.

Anyone who has been to Virginia will agree that their foliage is quite beautiful, and the side roads I was on were peppered with cute little cottages and farm homes. Eventually, as I made my way back to the interstate, I became distracted by these:

It turns out I was driving through Spotsylvania, and had stumbled onto a historical site for the Wilderness Campaign and Widow Tapp Farm of the Civil War.

For Husband's sake, and my own curiosity, I made a stop to see what this place was about. From the sign explaining the Wilderness Campaign, I could see something in the distance just a few meters away.

I figured I'd be sitting for the rest of the day, and worst case scenario I could make an ice pack from my travel supplies, so I worked my way over to see what was what, making sure not to disturb any critters or step in any potholes.

Cannons, yo

After a rest and a selfie with the preserved/restored cannons, I could swear I saw more just a few meters away and... I found myself almost a mile away from the car. Sometimes I am dumb. It was a blessing and a curse, as I got to see some old battle trenches and almost fall in.

I slowly made my way back to the road, which was closer than my car, and got a short lift on the back of a pickup truck from a fisherman and his Labrador. People are super nice and not the slightest homicidal in Spotsylvania, and I am grateful for that.

Off I went from there, until I reached my destination.

I made it into Clearfield with perfect timing, as my sister and her boyfriend were just getting off work. Food and laughs were had, as her boyfriend plied me with comfort food in order to curry my favor.

Apparently you can take a girl from the semi-rural environment, but you can't take the rural out of the girl. She managed to convince her boyfriend to not only adopt two bunnies, but build them hutches.

Despite my achy knee, it was a good day.