Barn Office Construction Started

Our go-to handy man Glen started construction on an insulated office in the barn loft, initially for use by our resident artist Emily, but perhaps later a good location for other things.

I installed the wiring and boxes for plugs, lights and ceiling fan this past weekend and Glen has continued on with installing the insulation and drywall. Should be complete in the next week or so depending on timing.

Live Confederate Cannon Ball Found

When Chris called shortly after he went out relic hunting I could tell by his voice he had found something big. Me & Patrick drove over and found him kneeling in front of a whole cannon ball that was incredibly only about an inch below the surface. Chris picked it up (although it made me nervous) and you could see the fuse still in it. He could tell it was a confederate round by the way the fuse installs. I held it and the weight was impressive, can’t imagine that puppy hitting someone.

Chris said the ball likely came from Confederate A.P. Hill’s artillery in the cannon pits on the other side of Mine Run.

Excelsior Brigade Was Here

The mason Chris made a nice find of a Union staff officer gold plated button from the Excelsior Brigade. That brigade had just lost over half its members at the battle of Gettysburg in the summer before coming here to the Mine Run campaign. Chris polished up the button and gave it back to me along with a Confederate sniper bullet he found. Evidently what I originally was told were mounds from an old pipeline were actually trenches and artillery revetments at the highest point on the farm. The trench line goes back quite a distance.

Surprise Guinea Keets!

Was completely suprised today when I was out in the barn yard and from across the yard comes 7 baby guinea keets sprinting to get to the rest of the flock in the bean field! I snapped the photo below then quickly tried to corral them before they got to the beans, where I never would have found them.

Turns out there were seven total and from the direction they were coming from I think they might have been hatched in the run-in shed. Perhaps the flock will be back up to full strength after all.

Appalachian Trail Conquered by Patrick

Dropped him off in Georgia on February 26th and picked him up in Maine on October 16th, its been one helluva trek for him. We’ve seen pictures and heard stories of: ice storms, snow, bears, tornadoes, falling trees, deep stream crossings, and finally finishing it right as they close Mt. Katahdin due to snow, likely the last through hiker to finish in 2020. But then, that is the Patrick way!

We are all so proud of him, many have talked, but only Patrick has done it.

When me and Patty got to the park and the approach trails to Mt. Katahdin, we hadn’t heard from him in at least 2 days, so it was unclear if he was going to summit that day or not. We checked the check-in log but no Patrick, we almost left and went back into town but turned around and decided to go for a short southbound hike, thinking we might meet up with him. When we came back to the trail head we checked the log one more time and there it was, Patrick signed in about 10 minutes before we got back! Now to wait the 4 hours until he got back down, weather noticeably deteriorating with mist, rain, and then heavy rain at the base.

We met up with a few hikers when we returned about 3pm to wait for him. They had just finished and all knew ‘Cliffhanger’. There was Zebra, Hot Pants, and Trotsky, at least those were the trail names. As their shuttle arrived and they were almost gone Patrick appeared out of the pouring rain. Couldn’t believe it but he was wearing shorts and was soaking wet. Said the rain was horizontal at the peak. We were so happy to see him!

We drove him back to the trail head to get his finish tag and the rangers were just putting up the signs to close the trails to the summit due to expected 5″ of snow that night.

We drove from there to a hotel in Bangor where we had a great meal and started our long drive back to Virginia the next day.

Below are a few pictures of the final day.