I think by now it's fair to say that I've lost count of the days we've been on the road. If I hadn't been writing it all down, I'd have no idea in which order we'd seen what. This has been one amazing tour so far, and still so far to go...!
We drove into Harpers Ferry and found a park a fair way from the main centre of town. This is a very popular tourist destination and being a weekend, Memorial Day Weekend at that - I'm sure it was Saturday - there were people everywhere.
Harpers Ferry is right at the junction of three states. Rather cool. You can walk from West Virginia to Maryland and look over at Virginia. It's where the Potomac and the Shenandoah Rivers converge.
It's a very pretty little town and very hilly. We walked down and had a look around. Harpers Ferry is famous for being a civil war town as well as being the place where John Brown staged his famous raid. A lot of history here, folks. Too much for me to tell, but there's heaps on the internet if you want to look it all up.
The feeling from the locals about John Brown is, even to this day, still divided. Half think of him as a hero. Half think of him as a nut and a murderer. To tell you the truth, after visiting the museums and reading all about him, I can't make up my mind about him either.
The houses at Harpers Ferry are exactly the same as they were during the civil war. Amazing to see.
The mighty Potomac River is an awesome sight as it joins with the Shenandoah.
Take a look at all these lovely old buildings. There were heaps more, but I was in no condition to take more photos.
I'm not sure if it was the humidity or what it was, but I had some sort of attack. I think maybe asthma. Not sure. Geoff even called an ambulance to pick me up. How embarrassing!
I was alright after sitting in the ambulance for a few minutes in the airconditioning.
I'm not sure what happened, but I've not been quite the same since. Some might say I never was quite right anyway. Hahaha!
I just loved all these gorgeous old homes. They were all perched on the sides of the hills with very steep back yards. I don't know how they managed to mow all those lawns.
The feeling from the locals about John Brown is, even to this day, still divided. Half think of him as a hero. Half think of him as a nut and a murderer. To tell you the truth, after visiting the museums and reading all about him, I can't make up my mind about him either.
The houses at Harpers Ferry are exactly the same as they were during the civil war. Amazing to see.
Take a look at all these lovely old buildings. There were heaps more, but I was in no condition to take more photos.
I'm not sure if it was the humidity or what it was, but I had some sort of attack. I think maybe asthma. Not sure. Geoff even called an ambulance to pick me up. How embarrassing!
I was alright after sitting in the ambulance for a few minutes in the airconditioning. I'm not sure what happened, but I've not been quite the same since. Some might say I never was quite right anyway. Hahaha!
I just loved all these gorgeous old homes. They were all perched on the sides of the hills with very steep back yards. I don't know how they managed to mow all those lawns.
This was how it looked when John Brown and his abolitionists raided on October 16, 1859.
Apart from the mod-cons, not a lot of the exterior of the buildings has changed in all that time.
Harpers Ferry - a town poised in time.
