Early summer David and I bought tickets to the Bluefield Blues Festival to see Samatha Fish. It was over a 7 hour drive but David and I love to go on road trips.
On the way we stopped to gas up and grab some lunch. Then we continued on laughing, talking and singing all the way to our hotel in Bluefield, WV.
Bluefield is a small town in the Appalachian Mountains. It is a coal mining town. You still see the coal cars loaded with coal at the railyard. They helped support the Industrial Revolution in the United States. The development of the coal industry in this area created a boom in the local and national economy, and attracted immigrant European workers and enslaved/ migrant African Americans from the Deep South to the mountains in search of industrial work. During the Great War and World War II, coal from this area supplied the navies of the United States and United Kingdom.
I know I haven’t posted in a while but I do have a very good excuse. Our daughter, Heather, and her family took us to Disney World. I had things to get ready; like making masks. This is just part of the masks I made. I made enough masks for each person, six of us, to have a new one each day for over a week.
Then I thought a lanyard would be a great idea for the girls because at 2 1/2 years old I knew it was going to be a challenge to not loose the mask. I also got some Mickey Mouse beads which I used to make all of us lanyards.
We left on September 3rd. That morning I finished our last minute packing. We left our house at 9am to make our way to the kids house. We had to stop and pick up a couple of things at Walmart that we had forgotten to get. We got to the kids and helped with the twins while Mommy and Daddy finished getting ready to go.
Well by the time everyone got checked into the hotel last night and ate no one wanted to check out Deadwood. I guess the kids really wanted to see Deadwood because there is a TV show that they watch. It has even been on for 3 seasons and I guess now they are coming out with a movie.
It was decided that David, Heather and would go back to see Mt Rushmore and Crazy Horse, then catch up with the rest of the group. We could drive a lot faster since we weren’t towing anything.
If you want to check out Deadwood continue reading.
I started my morning off by writing my blog I should have written the night before. David had brought me breakfast, so I could get it done before I had a couple of adorable little girls come to visit their Oma.
They were both very concerned about the clock that was blinking. I would have set it but I wasn’t sure what time it was with the Day Light Savings. I now have all our electronics at the right time, including my fitbit which has been wrong since we left Alaska time zone.
On this beautiful Sunday morning in Watson Lake we stopped to look at the license plate forest. It was around 9:30. We are getting off earlier than we have.
The license plate forest has grown over the years that I have lived in Alaska.
The Sign Post Forest, a world famous attraction was started in 1942 by a homesick U.S. Army G.I., Carl K. Lindley of Danville, Il., Company D, 341st Engineers. While working on the Alaska Highway, he erected a sign here pointing the way and stating the mileage to his hometown. Others followed his lead and are still doing so to this day. On July 20, 1990, Olen and Anita Walker of Bryan, Ohio placed the 10,000th sign. Carl K. Lindley and his wife visited the site in 1992, 50 years after his first post was erected.
Before we could actually start on our 304 miles the trailer had to be jiggered around inside. It was too heavy in the front, so all the guys unloaded and packed the trailer starting before it got light.
Well this is our last leg of the trip. We will be home today. It is only 426 miles to home. It should take us around 9 hours or less since I am driving.
Our last stop in Canada was in Beaver Creek. This is what the local visitor center has to say about it.
The historic community of Beaver Creek is a small border town on the Alaska Highway, the most westerly community in Canada, and Yukon’s gateway to Alaska. Beaver Creek is nestled in Yukon’s breathtaking, spruce-filled wilderness. The population of just over 100 is community-minded and friendly; people who value their quiet lifestyle, pristine landscape and surrounding wilderness.