When I started this blog, I was a reset merchandiser, traveling the southeast. Now I'm retired, visiting and going to events. Or I was until the pandemic hit. Now I follow weather, going to places I can avoid people. When I started this blog, I'd just moved into a 26' Class C. Since then I've lived in a 32' Class A, a Grand Caravan, and now a B3500 former wheelchair van. All these varied rigs have been right for a particular time in my travels. ~ Gypsy Jane
Saturday, April 28, 2007
IS THAT WHAT I
THOUGHT I SAW?
Driving through Gastonia, NC, through a nice neighborhood - I had to have my daughter stop the car so I could check it out.
Yep, a knight in shining armor. Well, shining armor, anyway.
It's been a month since I had a chance to post blog. Not from lack of material - I'm not really sure where to start. Just that I was recovering from my hard drive crash and otherwise internet-access challenged. And too busy working and finding cool places to post about them.
Sir Knight was in North Carolina. The Knights of The Golden Horseshoe were in Virginia. Lt. Governor Alexander Spotswood and his party crossed the Blue Ridge Mountains into the Shenandoah Valley on Sept 5, 1716.
When they returned on September 10th of that year, according to legend, Spotswood gave his companions small golden horseshoes. The group became known as the Knights of the Golden Horseshoe. These monuments - I don't know why there are more than one - commemorate the event, along route 33 in VA between Elkton and Ruckersville.
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