Sorry for the no-post-Friday! My mama called me on Saturday to check in:
Mollie, you didn’t blog on Friday!?!?
Me: Yeah, I just wasn’t feeling creative.
Mama: Ok, well that’s ok then. I was just making sure you hadn’t totally lost it and gone off the deep end.
My mama’s worried that I’m on the verge of "going off the deep end"…so there’s that.
Anywho, this Saturday I took advantage of the lovely fall weather and went hiking at Harper’s Ferry. It’s about a 2-hour drive from DC, but totally worth it. The hike itself was on the short side (just 5 miles total), but it was hilly. As in, the first 2.5 miles were so steep that I found myself using the “Rocky Mountain Rock Step” I learned as a camp counselor!
I snapped some pictures of the LOTR-style forests (can you picture Elves and Orcs engaging in an epic battle here?).
Harper's Ferry was actually a major Civil War battle site, and came complete with costumed historical re-enactors.
We ate lunch sitting on the old fort ruins atop the highest point, overlooking the Potomac River.
And then we hiked down to an even better lookout point. Get this: to the left is Maryland, in front is West Virginia, and we are sitting in Virginia!!! Three states at once = win! (I'm from a place where the closest state boarder is 3.5 hours away.)
The town of Harper’s Ferry is located at the confluence of the Potomac and Shenandoah rivers (Shenandoah to the left, Potomac to the right). I find myself with John Denver (again): Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River…
Post-hike I carried on the fall spirit by indulging in some pumpkin frozen custard – it was delicious! Frozen custard is like soft serve ice cream, but somehow thicker and richer. Mmmmm!
After a long day, I felt abnormally ambitious Saturday night and decided to honor my promise to “be fun” at least one night of the weekend. I went out dancing at Café Citron, a salsa club near Dupont Circle (and yes, per usual proximity to my bed was a major factor in my agreeing to go out). It was fun, but after a couple hours of fending off over-ambitious dance partners I was ready to call it a night.
Sunday was cold and lazy and wonderful – farmer's market and Americanos and yoga and chili - I am loving this rain!
