After driving for miles down scary West Virginia Appalachian roads, expecting to run into Joe Bob coming out of one of the rusty, run-down trailers to shoot us with his shot gun, low on gas, we decided my directions were wrong. We found a gas station, with less than 20 miles of gas left in the tank, and backtracked.
We eventually found Harper's Ferry, the historic town known for John Brown's slave uprising. Here is John himself, ready to shoot your eye out.
It was built on the Shanendoah River. It's a beautiful river, and in the summer, people go tubing in it by the town. Harper's Ferry was also flooded out many, many times. Here's how deep the waters were in some of the biggest floods.
It's a very quaint little town with lots of shops, cafes, and little museums run by the National Park Service. I would liek it noted here that Blogger changed how pictures are uploaded and now I can't figure out how to arrange them the way I want them.
Here is one last picture.
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