Jack and I are back from our visit to the Crooked Trail of western Virginia. We drove 1,400 miles in six days, visited six states, heard a lot of music, ate one salad, did a small amount of drawing, and had a great time.
We saw beautiful places like Mabry Mill in Meadows of Dan, Virginia.
We ate lots of interesting Southern vittles.
We were sorely tempted.
We visited the phenomenal O. Wilson Link Museum, the coolest thing in Roanoke.
We visited Roadside America in Shartlesville, PA, the world’s coolest miniature village.
Seriously, the coolest. This is not one of those tilt-lens pictures that make reality look like a miniature. It’s a miniature that looks an awful lot like the real thing.
We got bossed around by signs a fair amount.
This was our trip credo.
We saw some fantastic old time music shows, like this one in Floyd VA’s Country Store.
And this one at the Carter Family Fold, the Mecca and Ground Zero of country music.
We visited a mess of log cabins.
And hung out at Appomattox, where the Civil War ended in 1865.
The mountains were smoky. We had rain, fog, but mainly lovely sunshine.
A spooky moment one night in Floyd.
And I drew a chair. Or two. And some hungry musicians.
I prepainted the page in watercolor before I left, then knocked out this Safari sketch and tinted it with sumi ink and a white pencil.
You can see more of my photos on my tumblr.