(photos: While trying to survive Jamestown, we had to complete tasks like choosing our water source; Steph showcases her survival plaque while learning how to utilize wildliffe to survive; also learning to wrangle a giant sturgeon; and this doesn't look that odd, for some strange reason...)
That Wednesday, it was back out on the road. We first went to Hampton to do a lunch presentation about Jamestown and wastewater at a wastewater treatment conference. After a yummy steak lunch, we were on the way to Mt. Vernon to meet the ship. I was particularly excited to be working at George Washington’s estate for the weekend, and we actually were staying on site. The staff at Mt. Vernon was extremely accommodating and actually allowed us to wander around the estate a bit at night, including on the front porch of the main house while listening to the cows across the river in Maryland. The sheep on site also made sounds that I’d never heard from sheep before (if you’ve seen our crafty hoodies from a few years ago or the photos from Europe, you’ll be familiar with my fascination with sheep!) – the videos will soon be posted on my YouTube page. We also got to see the new museums at Mt. Vernon, which were pretty decent and very flashy, though definitely catering to the casual history/museum crowd. After work, we definitely played a lot of cards and chilled with both the crew and Maria Spranger (she came down for an evening!). All in all, it was indeed a fun port and a really unique opportunity with lots of history, sheep, and card playing at night. (photos: My little room at Mt. Vernon, actually on the property!; George's front porch at night; the Potomac in the morning with a bit of mist over Maryland; looking down the Potomac in the morning; and Maria and I in the morning at the Metro station.)
(photos: Felt a bit like Tippi Hedren here; the super hilarious sheep -- keep checking my YouTube page til I post those videos!; the Godspeed at Mt. Vernon; the lifesize statues of George, Martha, and their grandkids at the visitor center of Mt. Vernon; and the outside of George's house.)
Saturday night we left for our next port, Quantico. We stayed just off the marine base, but had to go on base to get to the town of Quantico, now completely surrounded by the base. We had a busy couple of days with an interesting audience with all of the marines and their families. Sunday night the event staff hosted a reception for us at the new Marine Corps Museum. Holy wa, were the hors d’oeuvres and the museum fabulous! The mannequins were some of the most detailed and realistic that I’d ever seen and the immersion galleries of various conflicts were also extremely impressive. I also particularly enjoyed the really cheap prices of the restaurants and such, which were really just that cheap. On Tuesday, we were off to Jamestown again, making a stop in Richmond for lunch at Poe’s, our old hangout from the Richmond leg of the trip. (photos: The Godspeed coming into Quantico, starting to bring in her topsails; the marching band at our arrival at Quantico; the outside of the Marine Corps Museum; the main lobby of the museum; and the inside of the top of the main lobby.)
(photos: Mannequins in the Marine museum; one of the gallery hallways in the museum; impromptu poutine; a sign on a house near the marina; and it felt good to be back...)
Once back to the Burg, it was back to the normal work at Jamestown and such. Last weekend the annual Scottish festival was in town and a few of us went for tunes, beer, and dancing. I’ve also started a new effort to ride my bike to work now that the weather is getting cooler (despite the last few days being in the 90s… ugh…). Tomorrow, however, I’m heading to the mountains for an Oktoberfest and Monday brings Canadian Thanksgiving. Should be an internationally good time! (photos: the Williamsburg Scottish Festival ceilidh; James and Kai; and Scott and a not-so-unusal facial expression.)
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