One thing leads to another when you're retired and not on a schedule.
Last month we were out for a pleasure drive
(back when we had free time and weren't painting and staining like maniacs),
and wound up near the Lexington Reservoir.
We decided explore a few back roads and eventually
(we didn't have a map or cell phone signal),
we rejoined civilization but were pretty far to the south.
However this unexpected turn of events
gave us an excuse to make our first visit to Buchanan!
It's a tiny town (pop. 1,200) on the banks of the James River
and we've finally gotten the hang of the correct pronounciation
which is "Buck"Ann-un.
There's an outfitter with canoe and kayak rentals, a few restaurants and some antique shops.
Adjacent to the highway bridge there's an old swinging pedestrian bridge.
Over 350 feet long and very lumpy
We swayed across over the piers built in 1851.
The piers originally supported a large covered toll bridge
but was burned by those nasty Yankees during the Civil War.
Rebuilt, washed away, rebuilt again
and then finally made obsolete by the new concrete bridge next to it,
the current swinging bridge has been around sine the late 1930's.
There's a tiny Art Deco restored movie theatre on Main Street.
Built in 1914 and still showing movies on weekends.
The pharmacy has a soda fountain and grill
where we gave a thumbs up to our chocolate malts.
Retirement is rough, but somebody has to do it!
** Why aren't I writing about the house?
Yes, it's still being built and there's a lot to show.
But alas organizational skills are apparently still not my strong suit.
The wire to the camera has gone missing and without it I can't upload new photos to the computer!