We took a little break last weekend and went to Westmoreland State Park in Virginia. It was our first time there, but it seemed to be worth a try. It’s on the banks of the Potomac near the mouth of the Chesapeake, so there was fishing, it had cabins, and it allowed pets (aka, “Fritz”). Above is a picture of the side of the cabine. Here’s the front porch area:
The rustic look is authentic: these cabins were built by the Civilian Conservation Corps between 1933 and 1942.
We had a great time, although the fish were not biting, and there was a fire ban. Still, we saw several bald eagles, some osprey, some deer, and each night were serenaded by a symphony of tree frogs, crickets, and cicadas. So, I didn’t catch any fish. Do I look like I cared?