Monday, June 27, 2016

Virginia Landing, Quinby, Virginia – June 20-26, 2016



Compared to the last couple of weeks when we hit historical Virginia quite hard, this week was rather laid back and quiet. We did do a few things, which I think you’ll find interesting.

Monday was the day for catching up on computer stuff: email, publishing the blog, etc. The WiFi in our park is really slow so we packed up our gear and headed for the nearest McDonald's, which is about 8 miles away. We also picked up a few groceries on the way back to the park—after we stopped at the local Chamber of Commerce/Tourist Bureau to get information on the area.

We started our touristy stuff on Tuesday, by driving up to Chincoteague and Assateague islands for the day. Our first stop on Chincoteague Island was to the Pony Center, where we got up close and personal with some of the famous Chincoteague ponies, both those who have made the swim from Assateague Island to nearby Chincoteague Island for the annual “pony penning,” and the descendants from the famous “Misty” (from the “Misty of Chincoteague” book). 

From there we headed to the Assatague Island National Seashore. Here again we took of our Senior Pass for National Parks, which got us in for free. 


We were fortunate to come upon some of the wild horses that roam freely on the island. Here are some photos and a bit of info on them.
Due to the low quality diet, they have changed genetically so they’re now pony size even though they’re still considered horses. Their bloated appearance is due to their high salt content diet; they drink over twice the amount of water that domesticated animals drink. The horses live in family groups called “bands,” and each band is made up of 2-10 mares and their offspring, and a stallion. We saw only this one band even though there are about 150 horses on the island. In the scorching heat of summer they spend most of their time on the beaches and in the surf—it also helps them escape the flies and mosquitoes so prevalent during this time of year. In the cooler winter months they’ll move back into the marshes and shrub thickets. About 60-90 foals are born every year, so we were fortunate to see the one above. Privately owned by Virginia’s Chincoteague Volunteer Fire Department, most of the foals are sold at an animal auction every summer, which keeps the number of horses at a healthy number.  (There is also a herd of wild horses on the Maryland coast, kept separate from those in Virginia, which are not rounded up or sold. Their numbers are kept to less than 125 horses, and are controlled by a non-hormonal, non-invasive vaccine to prevent pregnancy that is delivered by dart.)
Pony Penning started in 1925. The story actually begins when 2 fires hit Chincoteague, one in 1920 and the other in 1924. The fires burned out of control for lack of firefighting equipment, and from this the Chincoteague Volunteer Fire Company was formed. Someone casually commented that a good way to raise money would be to auction off some of the wild horses that roamed freely on nearby Assateague Island. As a result, “Pony Penning Day” was born. July 1925 was the first time the ponies could be seen swimming across the channel to Chincoteague. Most of the “Saltwater Cowboys,” who round up the horses, are from Chincoteague, but they come from near and far to participate. And, the fire company raised enough money to buy the equipment they needed: a 750-gallon pumper with 2,000 feet of hose. Since then there have been no catastrophic fires on Chincoteague. Pony auctions bring in, on average, close to $3,000 per foal, and only 50-60 are auctioned off per year.
While we were watching the horses we met John and Rebecca, a couple from Wisconsin who were on their honeymoon. We chatted with them for quite a while as we were watching the horses off in the distance.
 Farther down the island we stopped at the national seashore, and roamed through the museum and gift shop, run by the Forest Service. The boardwalk took us over a marshy area that gave us a great overview of some fiddler crabs below.
 
On the way back from Assateague Island, we stopped at the Assateague Lighthouse, which has been around since the early 1800s. The lighthouse was a couple city blocks from the parking lot, and when we got to it we were assaulted by hundreds of mosquitoes. (I’ve never seen so many mosquitoes at one time! Minnesota has nothing on that place!)


We headed to Old Town on Chincoteague Island to have some “linner” (our meal between lunch and dinner). After driving through the entire old town area, we decided to eat at Don’s Seafood Restaurant., where we noshed on shrimp and crab. So good!

Then, it was next door to Lil Whippy’s for some Gelato. The perfect ending to a perfect time on the islands! While we were there we met these cute little guys.

As we neared the mainland we decided to stop at NASA’s Wallops Flight Facility, their most active launch range, used for launching scientific balloons and research rockets. It was so interesting. Formed in 1945, Wallops is primarily a rocket launch site to support science and exploration missions for NASA and other Federal agencies. More than a dozen types of sounding rockets, small expendable suborbital and orbital rockets, and high altitude balloon flights carrying scientific instruments for atmospheric and astronomical research are launched from here. They also launch flight tests of aeronautical research aircraft including unmanned aerial vehicles. Since it was founded, over 16,000 launches have been made from their site.



On the way back through our RV park we saw these creatures. Actually, we saw the turtle at our site.
Wednesday morning we rode our bikes around the park for about ½ hour.  The area is flat and perfect for novice bike riders—like us…ha! After a few maintenance things at the camper Dick rode his motorcycle for about 50 miles through the back country roads. A doe ran across the road in front of him, but he wasn’t able to get a photo of her. 



Later, we met Steve and Kathy from Maryland, who are also full-timers, and who are camping in our park ‘til Wednesday. Was good to talk with fellow full-timers!

Heavy rain pelted us on Thursday morning, with lots of thunder. It stormed until about 10:30, when the skies cleared and the sun came out—just in time for our little venture to the Railroad Museum in Parksley, VA.  We enjoyed touring the vintage cars, train station and museum.










We had lunch at a local Mexican restaurant, Tequeria El Sol. Was quite expensive, and we really wouldn’t recommend it.

Friday morning we headed into Painter, Virginia to the Hair Loft, for a long overdue haircut. It had been over 7 weeks since my last cut, and I had had enough! Thankfully, Shelby was a great beautician, and able to cut it to my liking…all for $18. Then, it was home to do laundry and relax. We spent the remainder of the afternoon relaxing—quite different from the last couple of weeks.

Saturday was a windy and hot day so we didn’t spend a long period of time outdoors on our patio--just enough to get some rays and read a bit.

Sunday morning we ate breakfast early and headed out the door to catch the 10:00 am passenger boat from Ononcock, Virginia to Tangier Island, Virginia. The ride over took about an hour and 15 minutes. But what a beautiful ride—and day! Our new friends Steve and Kathy were also on board, so we spent some time with them, too.

Our captain, Mark Crockett, is a Tangier native, is the 3rd generation “waterman,” who loves the island and loves being able to raise his family in this serene location. Tangier is located about 12 miles from the mainland, and the trip across takes about 1 hour 15 minutes. We traveled back in time to this small, picturesque island that is only 2.5 miles long and 1.5 miles wide, although only 1/3 of it is habitable. The rest is marshland. Only about 500 people live on this island now (the 2010 census noted there were 727), and most are waterman—men who work the Chesapeake Bay, harvesting the abundance of seafood it offers. It’s only about 3 feet above sea level, so there is a lot of marshy area, even in town and surrounding the homes there. A unique English Restoration-era dialect of American English is spoken there, so it behooves you to pay close attention when speaking to a native!

We arrived just before lunch, so Dick and I headed to Loraine’s, a local restaurant, for a lunch of cream of crabmeat soup, a crab cake sandwich (that we split), salad and ½ pound of peel and eat shrimp. YUM-YUM!

Tangier Island is quite an interesting place. It was known as a summer retreat for the Pocomoke Indians from Virginia, for centuries. Their existence on the island is known from the thousands of arrowheads and spear points that have been found all over the island. Thousands of oyster shells have been found in an “oyster midden” (a huge dump of oyster shells, not natural) that is further evidence that these Indians inhabited this island. Captain John Smith first visited the island in 1608, but didn’t settle there. Instead he traveled farther inland to the mainland of what we know as Virginia. 

Today many of the Tangier natives still have the English surnames, Crockett, Pruitt, Thomas, Marshall, Charnock, Dise, Shores and Parks—all descendants of the early settlers to the island. By 1900 there were 1,064 inhabitants. Over the years this number has declined, partly due to epidemics of cholera in 1866, followed by tuberculosis and measles, and in the 1800s there was smallpox. We noticed quite a few grave markers with dates coinciding with the dates of these horrible times.

The British used the island as a staging area during the War of 1812, when there were as many as 1,200 British troops on the island. Many slaves escaped captivity on the mainland, fleeing to Tangier Island, where there were given their freedom. Tangier was used for the failed British assault on Baltimore, which was the influence for the writing of our national anthem by Francis Scott Key.

One curiosity we found was the old custom of burying relatives in the front yards of their homes. This was a common practice in colonial America—and if you so desire, you can still do that, although there are now churchyard cemeteries at each of the island churches (Methodist and New Testament Church). Concrete vaults are buried into the sandy soil of the island, only 3-4 feet deep, due to the high water table, so the tops of the vaults are visible.

Today the people of Tangier Island still rely on crabbing and oystering for their livelihood. Scattered in the bays around the island are free-standing docks where crabs are sorted and held while they moult, turning them into the soft shell crabs that are so, so good! Recent government regulations have put a strain on this island, as the regs have cut back harvesting from 12 months to just 7. The watermen negate the claim that their harvesting is desecrating the bay of a viable source of seafood. Sad…

There are very few cars on the island, with folks relying on golf carts, mopeds, bicycles, and of course walking to get around. The speed limit is just 15 mph so that’s a good thing. There’s just 1 grocery store, 4 restaurants, a few souvenir stores, 2 churches as I mentioned, and a couple of inns. There’s also a medical facility, open Monday through Friday, with a PA onsite; a doctor comes in once a week from the mainland. The tourist industry is the only other money-making industry on the island, besides crabbing.

Television is available, as is WiFi which was brought to the island in 2010. There’s very limited cell service. The school, grades K-12, boasted a 2016 graduating class of 7. There’s one policeman on this island, and no jail—very little crime. A small airport is on the island, for small planes only.

Tangier Island is a “dry” island, so no alcohol is sold here. If you do bring your own, it’s recommended that you drink it discreetly, and not in public. Producers wanted to film the 1999 Kevin Costner film Message in a Bottle here, but the town council declined the offer due to the movie’s drinking, profanity and sex. Traditional religious values still dominate the community.
Here are some photos for you to enjoy.






The boat ride home was only about an hour, after which we joined new friends Steve and Kathy at a nearby restaurant, Mallards, for a bit of libation. We were entertained by a solo musician and his guitar—actually quite good—for a little over an hour before heading back to our camper. The day was beautiful—sunny, a bit of a breeze, and warm, with temps in the low 80s, so it was one to remember!

That’s it for this week. Stay tuned for more exciting adventures from “Cummings and goings…” next week!

Hugs to y’all!

RJ and Gail




Monday, June 20, 2016

Williamsburg RV Resort, Williamsburg, VA to Virginia Landing, Quinby, Virginia– June 12-19, 2016


Well, we arrived to our next destination after just a 93 mile drive on Sunday June 12. It's located in Williamsburg, Virginia, where we planned to stay for just 5 nights. We're scheduled to leave Friday. This park is the Williamsburg RV Park and Campground. Very wooded, sites were fairly well-spaced. The office building is also the clubhouse, pool area, etc.  Adjacent to that building is the miniature golf course. Appeared to be a great place for kids. Although we didn't take advantage of any of those things--we were too busy--we enjoyed the park. As we pulled into our site we met neighbors Eric and Deb from Ft. Meyers, Florida who are traveling to Indiana to have their bedroom slide fixed on their Newmark motorhome. Hmm, sounds like problems other friends have had, eh, Bob and Sharon…

We decided to take it easy on Monday, get our bearings and decide how we wanted to spend the next few days here. We knew we wanted to see Williamsburg, and also decided on Jamestown and Yorktown. Boy, are we glad we did! Tuesday was the day for Williamsburg.
Williamsburg
Our first stop in Colonial Williamsburg was the visitor center.
 After the English colonists arrived in Jamestown in 1607, the area that we now know as Williamsburg became a settlement known as Middle Plantation, which was founded later in 1632 . (It was a built as a defensive palisade against the native Powhatan tribes that had previously inhabited the area, and who had caused massive killing and destruction in Jamestown in 1622. More on that later.) 
Williamsburg became the temporary capital of Virginia Colony after Jamestown burned in 1676. Located just 12 miles away, members of the House of Burgesses felt that the new location was both safer and more pleasant environmentally than Jamestown, which was humid and plagued with mosquitoes. (The salt marshes along Jamestown Island provided ample wetlands for a breeding ground for mosquitoes. Ugh!) It served as the capital of Virginia Colony from 1699 to 1780, and became the center of political events in Virginia leading to the American Revolution.
The College of William & Mary was founded in 1693 in Williamsburg, by Reverend James Blair, named in honor of monarchs of the time. We ran out of time, so didn’t have an opportunity to visit the campus, but it is beautiful.
In 1698, the rebuilt Statehouse in Jamestown accidentally burned, again, so the temporary capital of Middle Plantation became permanent. Middle Plantation was then renamed Williamsburg in honor of King William III of England.
The first purpose-built psychiatric hospital in the U.S. was built here in the 1700s, called the Public Hospital for Persons of Insane and Disordered Minds, established by the Virginia colonial legislature to make “provision for the support and maintenance of ideots, lunaticks, and other persons of unsound minds.” (I think I know a few folks who would fit right in…) It was capable of housing 24 patients, and included yards for patients to walk and take the “air in,” as well as a fence to keep the patients out of the nearby town.
In April 1775 the “Gunpowder Incident” took place. It was a dispute between Governor Dunmore and Virginia colonists over gunpowder stored in the Williamsburg Magazine. Dunmore, fearing rebellion, ordered his royal marines to seize the gunpowder and hide it. Patrick Henry led the Virginia militia to face Dunmore, who threatened to destroy Williamsburg if it was attacked. Patrick Henry demanded the gunpowder be returned. A standoff ensued and the dispute was resolved when payment for the powder was agreed upon. This encounter was acted out on the Palace Green, in front of the Governor’s Palace. Here are a few photos.
The Revolutionary War broke out in 1776, following the colonies’ declaration of independence from Britain, and the capital of Virginia was moved again, in 1780, this time to Richmond. Then Governor Thomas Jefferson thought its location in Williamsburg was vulnerable to British attack, so it was moved but Williamsburg still retained its status as a venue for many important conventions, and the College of William & Mary continued to grow, as did the mental hospital. (By the way, we did not take in the hospital either. Ha! Had we taken every tour and visited every site, we would’ve needed a week+ just in Williamsburg. We just didn’t have enough time.)
Years passed, and by the 20th century Williamsburg still remained a sleepy little town. Even though new structures were interspersed with the old colonial-era buildings, the town remained complacent. (For example,  on June 26, 1912 an editorial was run in the Richmond Times-Dispatch that “Tuesday was election day in Williamsburg, but nobody remembered it. The clerk forgot to wake the electoral board, the electoral board could not arouse itself long enough to have the ballots printed, the candidates forgot they were running, the voters forgot they were alive.”)
Thankfully the dream of one Episcopal priest was to change and expand the future of Williamsburg, turning it into a “living museum.” One of the largest historic restorations ever undertaken in the U.S. was championed by Reverend W.A.R. Goodwin of Williamsburg’s Bruton Parish Church. He did manage to save his historic church by 1907, in time for the 300th anniversary of the founding of the Episcopal Church in Virginia. By 1923 the colonial-era buildings were deteriorating; their survival was at stake.
Goodwin procured support and financing from John D. Rockefeller, Jr; Colonial Williamsburg was created. Its mission: to celebrate the patriots and early history of America. Today, based on attendance, Colonial Williamsburg has become America’s oldest and largest live interactive history experience. It covers 301 acres, and shares the experiences of colonial life: candle-making and gardening, basket-making and cooperage, weaving, blacksmithing, cabinet-making and that of the apothecary.
We share some photos of establishments in the main historic era, and along the Duke of Gloucester Street. We tried to have lunch at one of the taverns along that street, but the wait was just too long: 45 minutes to an hour+. (I should point out that the reason the Duke of Gloucester Street is so wide is because a railroad line ran through the town at one point. At one point it even ran through the destroyed Capitol building before it was restored.)




Near the end of our visit to Colonial Williamsburg on Tuesday, we took in a tour of the historic Capitol building. So very cool to see the very rooms where much of our legislative history began.

Since we couldn’t get in for lunch at any of the taverns, we decided to eat at Peter Chang’s award-winning Chinese Restaurant on Richmond Road, outside of the historical area of Williamsburg. Dick had sesame chicken and I had Kung Pao chicken, all preceded by egg rolls and Wonton soup. Yum-yum! Did I say, Yummy? There was enough left over to take home for another meal!
From there we headed back to our camper to rest up and recoup for our day in Jamestown on Wednesday.
Jamestown
Here again our first stop was to the visitor center. Now, for a bit of history.
Jamestown is the site of America’s first permanent English settlement in the Americas. It’s where the British Empire began.
In late 1606, 3 ships with English entrepreneurs set sail from London to establish a new colony in the New World. They made landfall in the new world on April 26, 1607 after a short stop in Puerto Rico.
By May 4, 1607 the land was established as “James Fort” by the Virginia Company of London, and served as the capital of the colony for 83 years, from 1616 to 1699 when it was moved to Williamsburg. At that point Jamestown ceased to be a settlement, and has since become just an archeological site under cooperation between the Colonial National Historical Park and Preservation Virginia. (Nearby Jamestown Settlement, which we did not visit, is a living interpretive site operated by the Jamestown Yorktown Foundation.)
Initially, the colonists were welcomed by the local Virginian natives, the Paspahegh Indian tribe, part of the Powhatan Confederacy of around 14,000 natives, ruled by their paramount chief known as “Chief Powhatan.” At first the Indians welcomed the colonists with dancing, feasting and tobacco ceremonies. They provided crucial provisions and support for survival, but the colonists (all men and boys, no women) were “not agriculturally inclined” since many in the group were gentlemen and not used to physical labor. And, actually, they had never planned to grow their own food. Within 3 years relations between the colonists and Indians went south, leading to the total annihilation of that Indian tribe.
In 1608 the Virginia Company brought 8 Polish and German colonists to Jamestown, some of whom built a small glass factory. This was when the first 2 European women arrived to the settlement.
Two-thirds of the settlers died before arriving ships brought life-saving supplies and more settlers from Germany, Poland and Slovak countries in 1608. Despite the arrival of the supply missions, that also added to the number of starving settlers, it appeared that without major relief Jamestown would cease to exist. To add to this dire existence, investors of the Virginia Company of London, who had expected reap rewards from their speculative investments, made demands on the leaders of Jamestown. They specifically demanded the colonists send commodities sufficient to pay the cost of the voyage. Captain John Smith, at that time the 3rd president of the Council at Jamestown, delivered a bold and much needed wake-up call to the Virginia Company, that in order to make the colony more self-sufficient, practical laborers and craftsmen were needed.
On June 2, 1609 a third fleet of 7 ships set sail for Jamestown. Although most of the ships made it to Jamestown, a hurricane-like storm separated the fleet. The flagship, carrying most of the supplies, was deliberately driven into the reefs of Bermuda by her captain in order to prevent her destruction. All aboard landed safely, but they were stranded on Bermuda for about 9 months. The Jamestown colony was in worse shape than ever, facing rampant starvation. This is what is known as the “starving time” from 1609 to 1610; all but 60 of the 214 colonists perished due to disease and starvation, including 1 of the women.  There is scientific evidence that the settlers at Jamestown had reverted to cannibalism during this time. Some of the survivors had even deserted to the Indians.
On May 23, 1610 the ships from Bermuda arrived. By this time many of the surviving colonists were near death and Jamestown was judged not to be viable. Everyone was boarded onto 2 of the ships, which then set sail for England. However, on June 10, 1610 these 2 ships were met by another relief fleet as they descended the James River into Chesapeake Bay. This, granted Jamestown a reprieve, and has been called The Day of Providence. These ships brought supplies, but also additional settlers. There was still a critical shortage of food.
Relations with the Indians was still not good, leading to conflict. It wasn’t until after the Jamestown leaders captured Chief Powhatan’s daughter Matoaka, better known as Pocahontas, that the chief accepted a peace treaty.
Among the colonists who survived the third fleet of supplies was John Rolfe. He brought with him a cache of untested tobacco seeds from Bermuda, which had grown wild there after being planted by shipwrecked Spaniards years before. By 1614 he had begun to harvest tobacco successfully. Prosperous and wealthy, he married Pocahontas, bringing several years of peace between the colonists and natives. While accompanying her husband on a public relations trip to England in 1617, sadly, Pocahontas died on March 21. The following year her father Powhatan died. The Powhatan Confederacy was turned over to his brother, a fierce and stubborn warrior named Opchanacanough.
The high cost of the trans-Atlantic voyage caused many English settlers who came to Jamestown to become indentured servants in exchange for the passage, room, board, and the promise of land or money, agreeing to work for 3 to 7 years. Some of the immigrants were called redemptioners, purchasing a portion of their voyage on credit and, upon arrival to Jamestown, borrowed or entered into a work contract to pay the remainder of their voyage costs. The first documented Africans came to Jamestown in 1619, and included about 50 men, women and children. They came aboard a Portuguese slave ship that had been captured in the West Indies and brought to the Jamestown region, and worked as indentured servants.
In 1619, the first representative assembly in America, convening at the Jamestown Church, established one equal and uniform government over all of Virginia. It would provide “just laws for the happy guiding and governing of the people there inhabiting.” The assembly became known as the House of Burgesses, subsequently becoming the Virginia General Assembly. At first only men of English original were permitted to vote, but after protesting and refusing to work, the vote was open to others on July 21, 1619, thus ending the first labor strike in American history.
The new chief of the Powhatan Confederacy, Chief Opchanacanough, attempted to eliminate the English colony once and for all. On the morning of March 22, 1622 they attacked outlying plantations and communities up and down the James River, in what would become known as the “Indian Massacre of 1622.” Over 200 settlers were killed, or about 1/3 of the English-speaking population. Jamestown was spared by a timely warning from a Virginia Indian employee. It’s interesting to note that of the 6,000 people who came to Jamestown between 1608 and 1624, only 3,400 survived.
In 1624 Virginia became a royal colony, thanks to King James revoking the Virginia Company’s charter.
Another Indian attack occurred in 1644, under the leadership of Chief Opchanacanough. He was captured in 1646, and while in custody, an English guard shot him in the back (against orders) and killed him. The Powhatan Confederacy began to decline. Opechancanough’s successor then signed the first peace treaties between Powhatan Indians and the English, requiring the Powhatan to pay yearly tribute payments to the English and be confined to reservations.
Jamestown burned in 1676, eventually to be rebuilt. It was during this time that the Virginia legislature moved the legislature to Middle Plantation. When the Jamestown statehouse burned again in 1698 the legislature again temporarily relocated to Middle Plantation. Rather than rebuilding at Jamestown again, the capital of the colony was moved permanently to Middle Plantation in 1699. Middle Plantation was soon renamed Williamsburg.
The permanent move to Williamsburg caused the old town of Jamestown to slowly disappear. Those who continued to live in the general area attended services at Jamestown’s church until the 1750s when it was abandoned.
During the Civil War, in 1861, Jamestown was occupied by Confederate troops, with a peak force of 1,200 men. Union forces attempted to capture the Confederate capital of Richmond, and did capture Yorktown in April 1862; the Battle of Williamsburg was fought the following months. With these and other developments, Jamestown was abandoned by the Confederates. (Once in Federal hands, Jamestown became a meeting place for runaway slaves.) Following the Confederate surrender at Appomattox, the oath of allegiance was administered to former Confederate soldiers at Jamestown.
In the years after the Civil War, Jamestown became quiet and peaceful once again. A private party purchased Jamestown in 1892; in 1893 they donated 22 ½ acres of land to what is now Preservation Virginia, in order to preserve this historical area.
The James River had eroded a great portion of the western shore of Jamestown, erroneously concluding that the site of James Fort lay completely under water. A sea wall was constructed in 1900, with federal assistance, to protect the area from further erosion. In 1994 the archaeological remains of the original 1607 fort, which had been protected by the sea wall, were discovered.
The discovery of the foundation of the first brick statehouse building at Jamestown, circa 1646, in 1932 is credited to George Gregory of Richmond. However after much naysaying from historians and peers, Dr. Bill Kelso, an American Archeologist, found artifacts near the Jamestown Memorial Church tower in 1994, thus giving credence to the idea that most of the James Fort was yet to be discovered. (Dr. Kelso currently serves as Director of Research and Interpretation for the Preservation Virginia Jamestown Rediscovery project.)
We first toured the Visitor Center, taking in a 15-minute movie to whet our appetites for what we were about to see.
Our first stop on the grounds was to this monument, built to commemorate the 300th anniversary of the Jamestown settlement.
Since 1994, a major archeological campaign has been conducted, under Dr. Kelso’s direction. The goal: locate archaeological remains of the first years of settlement at Jamestown and the subsequent growth of the town.
Since it began, the campaign has discovered more than 2 million artifacts with more being discovered almost daily, and it has uncovered much of the fort, the remains of several houses and wells, a palisade wall line attached to the fort, and graves of several of the early settlers—some of them important figures of the time.
We were fortunate to go on an archeological tour with senior staff archeologist Daniel Schmidt, who has been working this site his entire career, since 1994. His wealth of knowledge and information, as well as a bit of humor thrown in, made for a very interesting couple of hours.

The following photos show the excavation, grave sites, and Jamestown Memorial Church and graveyard. We were enthralled.








After our tour ended, we walked to the Archaearaium to personally view the thousands of artifacts on exhibit. We did stop for a quick and yummy lunch at the Dale Café (onsite), though.

The Archaeararium is completely clad in copper, paying tribute to the early settlers; copper was an important metal to the early settlers. There were so many artifacts that it was hard to take them all in! On exhibit were 2 skeletons found at the fort; unfortunately, strict rules prohibited us from photographing them. We were able to photograph everything else, if we chose to.
Right outside the Archaeararium is the foundation for the original statehouse.


Please put Historical Jamestown on your bucket list. You will not be disappointed! We passed on the Jamestown Settlement, which offers a museum, reenacted interpretations of the English fort, a Powhatan village, and full-size replicas of the 3 ships that brought the settlers from England.
Oh, and before I forget, our entrance to Historical Jamestown was only $5 with our National Park Senior Pass (and $0 at Jamestown)!
Thursday we spent the day at Yorktown.
Yorktown

At the visitor Center is a museum, and a theater where a 15-minute video is shown explaining the important part Yorktown played in the founding of our country. Among many other items in the museum were these authentic and original tents used by General George Washington. Pretty cool!
 
Yorktown is one of the 8 original towns formed in colonial Virginia in 1682. It’s most famous as the site of the siege and subsequent surrender of General Cornwallis to General George Washington and the French Fleet, on October 19, 1781, during the Revolutionary War. Although the Revolutionary War would last for another year this British defeat at Yorktown effectively ended the war.
Originally called York, for the ancient city of York in Yorkshire, England, it became Yorktown at the end of the Revolutionary War. It was founded in 1691 as a major port on the York River for colonists to export tobacco to Europe. The town was the base of General Cornwallis during the 1781 siege, the last major battle of the Revolutionary War. At that time the town had reached the height of its development when it had between 250 and 300 buildings, and a population of almost 2,000 people. The year was 1750.
Thomas Jefferson, in his Notes on the State of Virginia from 1781-82, noted that the York River at Yorktown “affords the best harbour in the state for vessels of the largest size. The river there narrows to the width of a mile, and is contained within very high banks, close under which the vessels may ride.”
After the state’s capital moved from Williamsburg to Richmond, population in Yorktown and other rural areas dropped significantly. In addition, the tobacco crop was exhausting the soil, and farmers made the move to mixed crops, which required less slave labor.
Yorktown’s historical Main Street is located on a bluff above the river and floodplain. The buildings’ architecture along this street is almost exclusively original to the colonial era. It includes 9 buildings that have survived since the pre-Revolutionary period.


Yorktown’s most ardent patriot was Thomas Nelson, Jr. Born in Yorktown in December 1738 to a family prominent in Virginia society he completed his education in England. Returning home to Yorktown, he joined his father’s mercantile business, married, and had 11 children. He served in the House of Burgesses and then 2 years as a delegate to the Second Continental Congress in Philadelphia, where he was the first Virginian to sign the Declaration of Independence. In 1781 he was elected the 3rd governor of Virginia, succeeding Thomas Jefferson. With the rank of brigadier general, he commanded the Virginia militia at the siege of Yorktown. Shortly after Cornwallis’s surrender, he took ill and died on January 4, 1789. This is his house, built by his grandfather Thomas Nelson. It still bears the scars from artillery bombardment during the siege. Notice the cannon balls embedded in the exterior walls.
Also on this road is the historical Yorktown Victory Monument, commemorating the victory in the Revolutionary War. It was installed in 1884.

In May 1781 General Cornwallis moved his army into Virginia from North Carolina following a difficult and costly southern campaign. He believed that if Virginia could be subdued the states south of it would return to British allegiance. Cornwallis and his troops, on orders from his superior officer, moved to establish a naval base on the lower Chesapeake Bay area, choosing the port of Yorktown for his base. Early in August he transferred his army there and began to fortify the town and that of Gloucester Point across the York River. When Cornwallis received word that the allied troops were advancing he set up his headquarters in this cave.


Meanwhile, a large French fleet under Admiral Francois de Grasse sailed up from the West Indies for combined operations with the allied French and American armies; he proceeded to blockade the mouth of Chesapeake Bay cutting off Cornwallis from help or escape by sea. At the same time General George Washington began moving his forces and that of a French army under General Rochambeau, toward Virginia to attack Cornwallis by land.  Washington led over 17,000 men, while Cornwallis attempted to defeat them with his 8,300-man garrison at Yorktown. The date: September 28, 1781. Three days later the Allied army under Washington commenced bombing the British positions at Yorktown. On October 17, just 9 days after intense round-the-clock bombardment that wrecked the town of Yorktown, Cornwallis requested a cease-fire to discuss surrender terms.
On October 18, 1781, officers from both sides met at the home of Augustine Moore to negotiate the surrender terms for Cornwallis’s army.
Two days later, on October 19, 1781, Cornwallis formally surrendered his army.
The American victory at Yorktown was the last major battle of the Revolutionary War. It secured independence for the U.S., and significantly changed the course of world history.
Another site we did not visit was the Yorktown Victory Center that chronicles the Revolutionary War, through exhibits and historical interpretation in a re-created Continental Army encampment and 1780s farm. We just didn’t have enough time or energy! We did, however, walk through town and took these photos of historic buildings and homes, and other interesting stuff.



As we left the Visitor Center area we drove through the Yorktown battlefield for a while, where we came upon the Yorktown National Cemetery.


Wow! These past 3 days have been so filled with information on the history of our nation. It really came alive for us; we can’t fathom people having no interest in how our country came to be.
Thursday we had lunch downtown Yorktown at the Carrot Tree, which happens to also be the owner of the Dale Café in Jamestown where we had lunch Wednesday. Quite a coincidence, since we didn’t know this before we went in to be seated. Then, it was off to Ben & Jerry’s for ice cream. Yum-yum! Actually it was a double Yum-yum, because lunch was fabulous!
We returned to our camper to do preliminary preparations for our departure early Friday morning. Although we had just 115 miles to go, we wanted to arrive at our next destination, Virginia Landing in Quinby, Virginia, in plenty of time to get set up on a site with full hook-ups since we were going to be there for 2 weeks. (We were told there were very few.)
That night it rained, and rained hard! Thunder and lightning all around, and in nearby Richmond winds were clocked at over 60 mph. We were fortunate in that we didn’t receiving anything but rain.
Rain continued the next morning as we did final packing, but we were out of Williamsburg by 9 a.m.  We headed east on I-64 to Route 13 North, through the 20-mile long Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel. The toll for our unit was $22.00. It was first time our RV traveled under the sea! We arrived shortly before noon, but alas, the rain continued as we set up! It poured! And, it was windy, too. Ugh…
We really didn’t get a good look at the area until Saturday, when we woke to beautiful clear skies and sunshine. Temps hit the high 70s, but humidity was low, so that was good.
Virginia Landing is a Thousand Trails park, right on Hog Island Bay, which leads to the Atlantic Ocean. It’s 5 miles from Quinby on a narrow 1 1/2 lane road in an RV with 2-way traffic!  In its heyday this property “supposedly” was owned by a wealthy business man, who entertained other wealthy folks, including movie stars and politicians. The property originally had a mansion on it, an airstrip, a golf course, as well as huge dock for his huge yacht. Apparently he went bankrupt so the property was sold. It was eventually developed into this RV park and campground, with an area for private residences, as well.
Saturday was beautiful! No clouds, sunshine, and wind. We did nothing but walk the property and sit outside to relax the entire day. Dick read and napped; I read and knitted. Good day!

Today, Sunday, was another relaxing day. The temps had hit 85° by mid-morning with no wind, so we stayed pretty much indoors all day. (It gave me opportunity to finish this blog!)
That’s it for this week. Hope you enjoyed our trip down history lane! Seriously, you need to put the area of Williamsburg/Jamestown/Yorktown on your bucket list. Amazing!
Until next week,
RJ and Gail