After leaving the Uwharrie National Forrest I headed to Wilmington North Carolina to visit my friend Jean. She and her partner live in a beautiful house on a tidal creek. I jumped into a group project of setting a fence up around a garden. It was great to have my attention focused on a project. Jean took a group of us on a boat trip down the creek to the ocean. It was very uplifting. I had forgotten how much I love the ocean. The afternoon made me decide to drive up to Philadelphia along the ocean even if it takes longer. I left Jeans and headed for Norfolk to give a demo to the Tide Water turners. The club meets at a Woodcraft store. As I was setting up I noticed the sky get really dark and then all of a sudden it let loose. I can honestly say I have not experienced a storm like that ever. We looked out the shaking store windows to rain and hail being driven side ways, a trashcan flew by, thirty minutes later it was over. I stayed over in the driveway of Connie and Larry. They were wonderful hosts and we chatted on their back patio before bedtime. I got up the next morning and drove to Roanoke on the opposite end of Virginia and gave a demo to The Blue Ridge Woodturners. I saw some familiar faces from New England and stayed in the driveway of Willie and Brenda. Brenda made a delicious meal for Willie, Dick (a member of the group) and I before the meeting. It is this kind of generosity that has allowed my to accomplish my project. Every driveway I stay in and every meal made for me allows me to save money on campsites and groceries. If you add these kindnesses up over my last nine months they equal thousands of dollars that I would not have had for gas and materials
Yesterday I visited the Appomattox national history museum. I am not a war buff, as it always seems to me that conflict comes from lack of vision and the creative process. I am an archeology nut so the artifacts called to me. I watched the video and slide show they provide at the park and was really struck by one part of the story. The narrator said that 6000 starving emaciated men surrendered at Appomattox. They put their weapons on the ground and headed home. Some homes were 300 miles and some were 1000. They had no money or food. Some had been fighting for four years. They had no idea what they would return to. Having just driven 1000 miles I found it hard to imagine any human could do that.