Chunking Things

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Smith Mountain Lake, Virginia's Best Kept Secret

After our aborted attempt to locate Smith Mountain Lake yesterday, we started out this morning with a new plan.  My sister spent hours pouring over Zillow last night and she copied lots of the 'for sale' houses on both sides of the lake down in order.  We put the first address into the Hertz RentACar's "NeverLost" system and took off.

She plotted the addresses so that we could go from house to house and see most of the shoreline and all sides of the lake.  It worked like a charm.  The first neighborhood we visited sat on one of the many 'fingers' of land that intersect this lake.  It was beautiful water and in the early morning light, the lake surface looked like glass.  We saw a couple of boaters and fisherman, but it was very placid for all that activity.

Our idea to let the gps get us around the lake by putting in address after address backfired a little.  Who knew the "NeverLost" system considered dirt roads viable alternatives to highway travel?

It was an old fire trail and wound back through the woods for miles and miles.  Had we not seen two other vehicles, we probably would have panicked and backed up or turned around.  We knew the road got to another main road because two vehicles came from the other direction toward us.  It was still a bumpy ride.  But, what the heck!  It was a rental.

After we drove around to several different neighborhoods and checked out some houses, some condos and a few patio homes, we stopped to just enjoy the glorious fall foliage.

I wish my little camera could do justice to the brilliant reds, oranges, yellows and greens we saw all around us.  This part of Virginia is rolling hills and farmland.  Imagine all the fall foliage broken up by fallow brown fields, brilliant green pines and austere trunks of trees already denuded of their leaves.  Quite the visual impact, that's for sure.  I've always thought that fall was my favorite season of the year.  After this drive through Virginia and Tennessee, I'm sure of it.

--  Sandee Wagner




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