This is a headstone at an obscure cemetery in Pearisburg, Virginia. (it is not the Pearis cemetery; I'll do a separate post on that). I read somewhere that it contained the remains of African Americans, possibly former slaves, who settled there after the Civil War. It was a tiring hike up two steep roads. The flat area at the top was so overgrown that I could only find this one grave.
Whoever built this cemetery went to a hell of a lot of trouble. The photo on the right is the entrance to it, and the road in the foreground is Virginia Route 100, also called North Main Street in Pearisburg. Look at how that rock face is carved out. The photo on the left is looking back down toward the highway. To reach the actual cemetery, one must continue up a second dirt road to the left of the photographer. I found it to be a very tiring climb.
This cemetery is on private property, but it is not posted in any way. I have no idea who owns it.
I love to travel blue highways, or older roads off the Interstates. I'm retired and have plenty of time to pursue this. While traveling these roads, I fit in my other two passions: hiking and railroads. (you can't exactly stop on the Interstate to watch a train go by.) I try to take my drives as if I were still in the golden age of motor travel, like the family vacations of my youth. Whenever I travel, I attempt the recreate these sorts of trips as much as possible. I'm always on the lookout for artifacts from the time when car travel was much more relaxed: Stuckeys, Howard Johnsons, Hornes. I rarely drive more than 200 or 250 miles a day.
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