This beautiful inn sits right at the end of Ocean Street in Cape May, New Jersey. What a wonderful building, and surprisingly only a block from the beach.
These are beautiful Victorian waterfront homes in charming Cape May, New Jersey. I really had no idea how beautiful this town was going to be way down on the southern tip of the state.
This is inside the Capitol in Charleston, West Virginia. It amazes me that I could have the place almost entirely to myself.
This statue, Lincoln Walks at Midnight, stands in front of the West Virginia Capitol Building in Charleston, West Virginia. It depicts Lincoln deliberating adding West Virginia to the Union during the American Civil War. West Virginia is the only state that was born out of the Civil War. I like both the realism of the statue and the contrast to our stereotypical Lincoln.
Even a run down old building can be beautiful in the right light. I was taken by this one here in Weston, West Virginia.
This is beautiful Seneca Rocks here in Pendleton County, West Virginia. It is a popular rock climbing location and one of the better known attractions in the state.
This is the beautiful Randolph County Courthouse in Elkins, West Virginia. Built between 1902 and 1904, the courthouse boasts a 150 foot tower and a beautiful arched entranceway.
This is the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum in Weston, West Virginia. Even the name sends chills up my spine. Originally opened in 1864, it was built to house 240 patients. At it’s peak in the 1950s, it held around 2500 in overcrowded and unsanitary conditions. It is purportedly the 2nd largest hand-cut masonry structure in the world next to the Kremlin. Closed only in 1994, it is now open for tours (I will be back for one!), and even overnight tours! Yikes! I will see the inside of this building.
The American City Diner is right up the street from my family’s house in Washington DC. I remember when it was built and how cool I thought it looked. I still like the neon sign out front.
Despite the snow this weekend here in Washington DC, spring has officially sprung. This beautiful water flower photo was taken at the National Botanical Gardens.
This is a reflection of the Korean War Memorial from the polished granite wall that runs alongside it. The etchings in the wall looked like ghosts looking out at their friends on this clear winter day. This is in downtown Washington DC.
This is the haunting Korean War Memorial on the National Mall in Washington DC. I always think it looks more realistic in the snow.
This is a view looking towards the Jefferson Memorial in downtown Washington D.C.
These are the flags surrounding the Washington Monument in Washington DC. Even for a short time, it’s good to be home.
This is all that’s left of the Sand Springs Pony Express Station. Built in 1860 it served through most of the Pony Express’ brief but colorful run. This station was used by the transcontinental telegraph, and Wells Fargo until about 1900. Covered by sand and forgotten in the desert, it was rediscovered and cleared in 1975. Another interesting piece of Nevada history.
This is Middlegate Station in Fallon, Nevada. It served as a stage and freight station for many years and was also a Pony Express stop in its time. Today it is one of the last true roadhouses in the country. Stop in for a drink if you’re ever driving down Nevada Route 50, you’ll be glad you did.
I’m sure when this baby rolled off the line it was something to behold – bright, shiny and new. Who’d have thought it would wind up here in the middle of the desert in central Nevada.
This is all that remains of what was once an important stagecoach stop in Cold Springs, Nevada. Built as part of John Butterfield’s stagecoach line along the Simpson route, it was later used for the same purpose by Wells, Fargo and Company. Here, they could get fresh horses and there were repair and blacksmithing services as well. About a hundred yards away are the ruins of a transcontinental telegraph station and about a mile away was an old Pony Express stop. What an interesting place here in what is now just the middle of nowhere.
This funky roadhouse/bar/café/hotel in Austin, Nevada definitely deserves a stop. It was an eclectic place for sure, but they cooked me up a delicious lunch.
This was the next town of any real size westward on Nevada Route 50 also known as The Loneliest Road in America. I was surprised by the number of churches there, but I guess churches are usually built to last. Many of the other buildings in town have gone the way of the miners who once built them. During its silver mining heyday in 1863, the population reached 10,000. Today it sits at a humble 192.