Happy Fathers Day out there to all “fathers and father like figures” out there. LOL. I saw that phrase in the media recently and had to chuckle. Sign of the times I suppose.
Looking back in the photo archive for Father’s Day entries, I found a particularly memorable Father’s Day where Meghan and I hopped into Agnes (her Mini Convertible), put the top down and did a complete run down Skyline Drive.
For those who don’t know, Skyline Drive runs 105 miles north and south along the crest of the Blue Ridge Mountains in Shenandoah National Park and is the only public road through the Park. We are no newcomers to Skyline Drive as we have navigated through the park at least half a dozed times by now. It’s been one of our favorite drives since moving to Northern Virginia in 2007.
On this particular day, we stopped off at Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen and got the unadvertised “8 piece special” to go, as sustenance for the drive. Dunno why, but the only place this particular offering is advertised is literally a sign in the front window. It’s typically not on the menu. I suspect because it’s a smokin’ deal and they hope patrons will forget about that selection once they enter the store.
Anyway, once loaded up, we headed west on I-66 towards Front Royal. Front Royal is a sleepy little town that probably wouldn’t exist if it were not for the park. Or a least a much smaller existence.
Entering the park, we paid our admission fee’s, put the top down and began the glorious drive. As we have done this numerous times, we didn’t make a lot of stops for photo’s, but there were a couple of nice opportunities.
As this is purported to be a “website about photography”, I would be remiss in not mentioning that the camera used this day was the wonderful Fuji X-T1 mounted with the equally impressive XF18-55 OIS zoom lens.
There are only 16 images in the album, so I’ll put all of them up:
Starting at the northern end of Skyline Drive and descending towards Waynesboro.
We stopped here, broke out the chicken and had a nice leisurely lunch while sitting on the rock wall and gazed longingly out toward the vista.
Once done, we took I-64 to Charlottesville where we got on VA29 and headed home. A full and wonderful day.
So thank you Meghan and Jourdan for being the most amazing, wonderful kids that a Father could hope for. I love both of you dearly.