Pamplin Historical Park and The National Museum of the Civil War Soldier (Petersburg, VA)

As the morning marched I, I could see that I was going to waste the day moping. I decided that I was in Petersburg and surely there had to be a Civil War battlefield or monument or something where I could go spend a few hours. I went on Trip Advisor to look up the area attractions and the first thing that came up made me giddy. In less than 20 minutes, I was on my way to the Pamplin Historical Park and The National Museum of the Civil War Soldier, site of the last big battle of the American Civil War, The Breakthrough.

This major battle of April 2nd, 1865, isn’t well known, but it was the death knell for the Confederate Army. The war ended just a week later with the surrender of Confederate soldiers, including General Lee.

The words to describe this incredible facility almost escape me. There is the museum, but also a plantation, a second museum about the Breakthrough battle, and finally there is a walk through the battlefield. I arrived at noon and the park closes at 5:00. I was the last guest off the property and got back so close to 5:00 that they were literally about to send a search party for me. And after five whole hours there, I didn’t see and do everything!

Regular admission to the facility is $12. This includes an audio tour of the entire facility. This gadget is what made the visit so memorable and ensured I spent as much time there as I did. Photography is only allowed outside, not in the two museums.

The first thing to do is tour The National Museum of the Civil War Soldier. You are asked to pick a soldier out of a group and the tour will be personalized with his perspective. I was amused that my randomly selected ‘comrade’, Sergeant Peter Welsh, was originally from Canada! His letters were read by an interpreter, adding a personal touch to the exhibits.

This museum was really, really well done, with lots of artifacts and the audio track being a combination of narration and reading of period documents. One exhibit had three men playing poker and the audio track was of their conversation, a clever way to show the drudgery of daily life in camp.

My favourite exhibit in this museum was one that is optional because it is so intense. You are sent into a battlefield. I shut my eyes for most of it and was completely transported. The ground shakes and bursts of air brush by you, simulating a volley of bullets. By the end of it, I actually ducked and cowered when a shell went off right beside me!

After this museum, I headed outside to tour the Tudor Plantation, a fairly typical tobacco plantation that was occupied by the army. You can tour the house itself, restored to period looks, the kitchen, the tobacco barn, the kitchen garden, and the slave quarters. The slave quarters have a really good movie showing the perspective of six (fictional) people from the 1850s who share their ideas about slavery.

By the time I was doing with the plantation, I had already been on site for three hours! I ate my picnic lunch (bring food!) then continued to the Battlefield Center. On the way there, you can see a reproduction of the trenches used to fight in the area, the sight of which will remind you of World War One.

There are just a couple of exhibits at the Battlefield Center as well as a few movies. It was 3:30 by the time I was done with the exhibits and I had to make the choice between watching a movie or walking through the battlefield. I decided that I wanted to spend some time outdoors.

Before getting to the battlefield, you have to cross a military winter camp. I was disappointed that I’d missed the period reinactors, but they finish for the day around 3:00.

I decided to do the big loop through the battlefield, including the detour to see the Hart farm and the site of a modern camp where people can go recreate the days of the Civil War. But I was too short on time to do the Heartland Trail.

It was amazing to see the Civil War-era ‘works’, the dirt berms built as fortifications. I found it very difficult to believe that at that time, there was nothing in the area but barren ground and mud. While the area is filled with trees today, there was no place to hide except behind the berms during the Civil War.

I had an amazing day at Pamplin Historical Park and am almost grateful that the circumstances have been such lately to have brought me to this memorable facility. I would have really missed out on something special had I been on schedule today.

The pictures below have more information.

map of this impressive facility (it's HUGE)

map of this impressive facility (it’s HUGE)

walking out of the first museum towards the plantation

walking out of the first museum towards the plantation

that's the tobacco barn, where the tobacco leaves were cured over a fire

that’s the tobacco barn, where the tobacco leaves were cured over a fire

first glimpse of Tudor house

first glimpse of Tudor house

the tobacco barn

the tobacco barn

the tobacco barn

the tobacco barn

Tudor house, a fairly typical plantation house

Tudor house, a fairly typical plantation house

lambs

lambs

inside the laundry/kitchen building; house slaves slept upstairs

inside the laundry/kitchen building; house slaves slept upstairs

the stairs from hell

the stairs from hell

the kitchen (in an outbuilding to keep heat and odors out of the main house)

the kitchen (in an outbuilding to keep heat and odors out of the main house)

family cemetery

family cemetery

the laundry/kitchen outbuilding

the laundry/kitchen outbuilding

Tudor house (home of the Boisseau family, pronounced not Bwa-so but Bo-saw)

Tudor house (home of the Boisseau family, pronounced not Bwa-so but Bo-saw)

Tudor house

Tudor house

the outbuildings

the outbuildings

work shed

work shed

the parlour as it might have looked under army occupation

the parlour as it might have looked under army occupation

a box that once held breakfast cocoa

a box that once held breakfast cocoa

interesting wallpaper

interesting wallpaper

I liked the wallpaper in this less formal parlour/dining room

I liked the wallpaper in this less formal parlour/dining room

staircase to the second level

staircase to the second level

Love this bed, but imagine the dust!

Love this bed, but imagine the dust!

dressing table

dressing table

closeup of 19th century toothbrush

closeup of 19th century toothbrush

the trim was a bright aqua colour

the trim was a bright aqua colour

a bedroom imagined as an officer's quarters

a bedroom imagined as an officer’s quarters

a bedroom imagined as an officer's quarters

a bedroom imagined as an officer’s quarters

the children's bedroom as barracks

the children’s bedroom as barracks

the children's bedroom as barracks

the children’s bedroom as barracks

the kitchen garden

the kitchen garden

herbs

herbs

onions

onions

I was leaving this area when the audio invited me to in and see what was growing. Here, it's radishes and onions.

I was leaving this area when the audio invited me to in and see what was growing. Here, it’s radishes and onions.

cayenne peppers!

cayenne peppers!

these cabbage are coming up nicely

these cabbage are coming up nicely

the watermelons are starting

the watermelons are starting

a ball and chain serve as a reminder to keep the gate shut

a ball and chain serve as a reminder to keep the gate shut

the lambs liked the shade provided by the fense

the lambs liked the shade provided by the fense

heading to the slave quarters

heading to the slave quarters

approximate walking times to the various areas (very generous; I must be a fast walker)

approximate walking times to the various areas (very generous; I must be a fast walker)

the field slave quarters weren't as luxurious as those of the house slaves

the field slave quarters weren’t as luxurious as those of the house slaves

approaching the slave quarters

approaching the slave quarters

an interesting lock; if you try to open the door, the chain goes through the whole until it gets blocked by the padlock

an interesting lock; if you try to open the door, the chain goes through the whole until it gets blocked by the padlock

this rooster was very chatty

this rooster was very chatty

entrance to the museum about slavery

entrance to the museum about slavery

the movied showed the perspective of a wealthy slave owner, an abolitionist minister, a freed slave, a slave cook, a farmer, and yeoman (all but the rich lady felt slavery was wrong, but the white except for the minister felt that blacks are inferior and should be segregated)

the movied showed the perspective of a wealthy slave owner, an abolitionist minister, a freed slave, a slave cook, a farmer, and yeoman (all but the rich lady felt slavery was wrong, but the white except for the minister felt that blacks are inferior and should be segregated)

inside slave quarters

inside slave quarters

inside slave quarters

inside slave quarters

children slept up in the rafters

children slept up in the rafters

slaves ate what their masters provided and what they could forage

slaves ate what their masters provided and what they could forage

field slaves had one set of clothes for the year while house slaves had new clothes more often

field slaves had one set of clothes for the year while house slaves had new clothes more often

day pass for a slave to serve at a wedding

day pass for a slave to serve at a wedding

the end of the American Civil War started here

the end of the American Civil War started here

the end of the American Civil War started here

the end of the American Civil War started here

walking towards the Battlefield Center

walking towards the Battlefield Center

trench

trench

the Battlefield Center was built to look like the pointy wooden structures (not the fence in the foreground) called 'abatis', the Civil War equivalent of barbed wire

the Battlefield Center was built to look like the pointy wooden structures (not the fence in the foreground) called ‘abatis’, the Civil War equivalent of barbed wire

canon

canon

looking towards the winter camp

looking towards the winter camp

the Battlefield Center

the Battlefield Center

walking towards the winter camp

walking towards the winter camp

winter camp quarters were given funny names

winter camp quarters were given funny names

map of the Breakthrough Trail

map of the Breakthrough Trail

the site of the battle is now a National Historic Landmark

the site of the battle is now a National Historic Landmark

these berms were built by Civil War soldiers

these berms were built by Civil War soldiers

these berms were built by Civil War soldiers

these berms were built by Civil War soldiers

map of the trail including the optional detour to the Hart farm

map of the trail including the optional detour to the Hart farm

these berms were built by Civil War soldiers

these berms were built by Civil War soldiers

the Hart farm

the Hart farm

site of a camp where recreationists can live the days of the Civil War

site of a camp where recreationists can live the days of the Civil War

the Hart farm (the area around it was occupied by soldiers, but not the house itself, inhabited by a widow who hid in the cellar when there was shelling)

the Hart farm (the area around it was occupied by soldiers, but not the house itself, inhabited by a widow who hid in the cellar when there was shelling)

the Hart house is a gothic cottage complete with gingerbread

the Hart house is a gothic cottage complete with gingerbread

it's really rather lovely!

it’s really rather lovely!

description of the army camp set up in the Hart orchard

description of the army camp set up in the Hart orchard

another view of the modern camp for recreationists

another view of the modern camp for recreationists

canon

canon

starting on the main loop path

starting on the main loop path

this small ravine was the setting for the events that gave the Union the edge it needed to win the war

this small ravine was the setting for the events that gave the Union the edge it needed to win the war

part of the strategy involved the building of a dam; you can see a break in it here

part of the strategy involved the building of a dam; you can see a break in it here

the battle came to a head here

the battle came to a head here

the neat little audio gadget; when you got to a placard with a number on it, you could enter the number and get a few minutes of audio about the area

the neat little audio gadget; when you got to a placard with a number on it, you could enter the number and get a few minutes of audio about the area

looking up a berm at a canon (really)

looking up a berm at a canon (really)

can you see the canon now?

can you see the canon now?

many minutes later, I'm up the berm by the canon

many minutes later, I’m up the berm by the canon

the Breakthrough Battle was fought on April 2nd, 1865 (entrance to the Battlefield Center)

the Breakthrough Battle was fought on April 2nd, 1865 (entrance to the Battlefield Center)

Photos of the Motorhome Axle Repair

I took these shots of the motorhome axle repair when I got in last night:

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I’m having a sloooooooooow morning. It’s 10. I was awake around 7 and spent a full two hours cuddling with Bitha and Nee in bed. I don’t know what I’d do if I did have them with me at times like these. They can really sense my mood and go into protective mode.

I’m still irked that the motorhome isn’t level, but I was able to make breakfast, so I feel better knowing that I can cook. Sitting at the desk isn’t really an option, but I’m comfortable propped up on the bed in the back. I have a couple of projects that I can do on the computer without having my full office set up, so I may just do that today unless I suddenly get an urge to go do something. Right now, I’m very content being at home in my jammies, drinking the best cup of coffee I’ve had in a week (better than Starbucks!), listening to Neeboo purr.

I found a dump station about 14 miles south of here, so I will be going out this weekend to scout it. If it’s open, it’ll be the perfect place to take Miranda for a test drive. I’ll be really glad to get some water in the onboard tank since I ran out the day after the accident.

I can’t believe it’s May 12th. At this time today, I was supposed to be in Maryland or even Delaware, heading north.

Not Level

I got home at 8 and Miranda was still on a tilt. 🙁 The way everything was left gives me the impression that they might do some work on her tomorrow after all. The welder did come. I took a picture, but I forgot to grab the camera and getting to it right now feels like too much work. The thought of going to a hotel this weekend is depressing beyond measure.

Open letter to the moron who rear ended me:

I AM ANGRY AT YOU MR. BEAN FROM OHIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It wasn’t enough that you destroyed my car and damaged my motorhome. No, your recklessness has forced me out of my home. I’m not being compensated for the fact that I haven’t been able to cook at home in days or that my home is in shambles and barely usable because of the car stuff being stored in it. I’m so tired of having that bicycle in my living room! I have to move it to access the inverter then move it again to access the loft and then move it again to get to the stove… I’m also not being compensated for the lack of sleep and the stress you put me through.

There was no reason for this to happen. You made a CHOICE to tailgate me and so you CHOSE to turn someone’s life to chaos. I hope that your insurance premiums go through the roof!!!!!

A Day in Richmond, VA, including the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts (and Amuse Restaurant)

Ooh, it’s been a long day and it’s not over yet. I’m at a Starbucks somewhere in Virginia, maybe Hopewell. I’ve got some pictures at the bottom of this post.

A nasty couple of leg cramps during the night meant that my early start today was on about an hour of sleep. Gah. I headed north out of Petersburg, stopped for breakfast, and then pointed the car towards Richmond for my appointment.

Minutes after leaving the Starbucks where I posted this morning, the phone rang. I was shocked that it was my adjuster at Aviva; it was 7:30 in Vancouver! She confirmed that they will be filing a claim with the moron’s insurance company to cover the repairs, my deductible, and the tow bill. The repairs are coming in at $5,600… HOLY MOLY.

She, of course, couldn’t resist chastising me again for continuing without having a thorough inspection made of the rig. I maintain that discovering the damage during an inspection is a big what if. One of the guys at the salvage yard in West Virginia actually got under the rig with me and said that there was no visible damage. Who’s to say that an inspector would have even thought to look for a weak axle? I maintain that the moron’s insurance company got off lucky because I would have put them on the hook for kennel fees, a rental car, a hotel, and three square meals a day, minimum, to salvage my vacation had I been stuck in West Virginia.

I asked her how long I can have a hotel room (thinking that I might need it again Monday) and she said that as long as I’m within the prescribed limits, it can be until Miranda is road ready. She was concerned that I’m staying at home this weekend, saying that if I cause extra damage to the axle by living in the rig, the extra repairs won’t be covered. *shakes head and reminds herself that not everyone RVs*

Anyway, she gets points for calling me early! 😀

By the time I hung up with her, it was about 10:50. I couldn’t believe I was now concerned about being late for my appointment! I knew I had plenty of time to get to the address, but was worried about parking. The options got more dismal the closer I got to Capitol Mac, so I was relieved to find a spot right across from the store. I popped in, handed over my computer, and was out of there in less than 10 minutes. I guessed, correctly, that I’d need to charge the new battery, which justifies ending the day at another Starbucks.

From Capitol Mac, it was just a couple of blocks to the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts, Virginia’s answer to New York’s Met. Now, nothing compares to the Met, but this was a fine museum and the perfect place to kill several hours. Best of all, it’s free! I had fun leisurely roaming through the exhibits, which cover the span of human history. I did pretty much skip over the modern stuff, however.

Many of the reviews I read said that lunch at the Amuse restaurant on the top level is a must. I was leery about eating at a museum, figuring the prices would be astronomical, but a couple of reviews claimed the prices were reasonable. I decided to give it a shot. I got a nice table on the balcony and glanced through the menu, relieved to find that just about everything was $15 or less. The offerings are very fancy/gourmet.

The first thing that caught my eye was a tuna tartar, but I already had raw tuna this week, so I kept looking. Ooh, crab cakes with a horse radish sauce and fingerling potatoes! And then I came to seafood chorizo. Hmm. Now, that sounded different. I decided to try it out. While I waited for my food, I was brought a hunk of delicious herb bread.

A picture of my lunch is below. As I said to the server, “There are no words to convey how delicious this is.” The seafood chorizo was, of course, a sausage, thickly sliced and deliciously caramelized. It smelled strongly of the sea, but the taste was much more mild and quite sweet. The sausage was served with cubed and herbed Yukon Gold potatoes. Finally, there was a slaw made of julienned apples, red onion, radish, and fennel, topped with Parmesan shavings. I’ve always avoided fennel since I don’t like licorice, but it turns out that the plant is completely inoffensive, offering a bit of bite with a lot of crunch and not that much licorice flavour. All for $14.

I’d had my fill of the VMOFA by about 2:30. I decided to find a mall since I needed an outfit to wear to the party next Saturday. I picked the first one my GPS listed, drove all the way there, and discovered it had been razed. This is when I remembered that my phone has internet so I Googled ‘Richmond Mall’ and got a hit for the Regency. My GPS got me there without incident.

In Canada, I would have headed for a Reitmans, but I didn’t know what stores in the US would have clothes in my price range. So I was happy to see a JC Penney at the mall; it was the perfect place to start looking. I wound up finding a ton of things I liked, so there was no need to go anywhere else. I spent about an hour putting together an outfit then headed to the Payless next door for some dressy sandals. I wandered through the mall for a bit, but was quickly reaching burnout so I returned to the car.

I asked the GPS to take me to the nearest movie theatre, but when I arrived at the location, there was no cinema. I’d just about had enough, so I decided to drive by home and see if Miranda was level. It was only 5:00, so I was actually a little relieved to see that she was still tilted. This gave me the impression that perhaps work wasn’t done for the day. I decided to try the movie theatre idea again. The GPS took me here, where the cinema has been shut down for some time. *sighs* At least, there was a Starbucks right there.

$5,600 worth of damage

$5,600 worth of damage

Virginia Museum of Fine Arts

Virginia Museum of Fine Arts

Virginia Museum of Fine Arts

Virginia Museum of Fine Arts

Virginia Museum of Fine Arts

Virginia Museum of Fine Arts

now, this was interesting: that lady is sculpting a statue that is part of a series, one of which is at the Mariners' Museum in Newport (the one where I thought the men were wrestling a penguin)

now, this was interesting: that lady is sculpting a statue that is part of a series, one of which is at the Mariners’ Museum in Newport (the one where I thought the men were wrestling a penguin)

I just wanted to hug this little fellow; notice that his tongue is sticking out

I just wanted to hug this little fellow; notice that his tongue is sticking out

hilarious!

hilarious!

lovely view (which I would revisit at lunch)

lovely view (which I would revisit at lunch)

this image of a futuristic Marine World (with all the animals being deformed) was rather disturbing!

this image of a futuristic Marine World (with all the animals being deformed) was rather disturbing!

"An Athenian woman asks a Spartan woman, Why are you the only women to rule your men? In which the Spartan woman replies, Beause we are the only women who give birth to men."

“An Athenian woman asks a Spartan woman, Why are you the only women to rule your men? In which the Spartan woman replies, Beause we are the only women who give birth to men.”

these are more than more than 2,300 years old!

these are more than more than 2,300 years old!

 more than 2,300 year old jewelry!

more than 2,300 year old jewelry!

this impressive sarcophagus was on loan from the Met!

this impressive sarcophagus was on loan from the Met!

statues like these could stand in for the person if the mummy was damaged

statues like these could stand in for the person if the mummy was damaged

deliciousness

deliciousness

a view is always good for digestion

a view is always good for digestion

I don't like the Art Deco style, but now I understand it. This clock is based on an Egyptian head dress!

I don’t like the Art Deco style, but now I understand it. This clock is based on an Egyptian head dress!

that window is the next best thing to a view!

that window is the next best thing to a view!

I was impressed that I could spot the Monet among the imitators

I was impressed that I could spot the Monet among the imitators

I adore Tiffany lamps

I adore Tiffany lamps

love the dragonflies

love the dragonflies

I'd never seen this Van Gogh, but recognized his work immediately

I’d never seen this Van Gogh, but recognized his work immediately

unmistakably a Renoir

unmistakably a Renoir

I was impressed that I could recognize a Matisse

I was impressed that I could recognize a Matisse

Killing Time

I am at a Starbucks in Mechanicsville, VA. Let me pause for just a minute to say that I have always loved the name of this town; it sounds like a Fisher-Price little people play set. 🙂

I had breakfast at the Cracker Barrel next door, my first and most definitely not last time having breakfast at that chain. Since I don’t eat eggs, I usually end up ordering pancakes for breakfast. By the time I add on some protein and a tip, breakfast comes in around $13, and I always end up throwing away half the pancakes. At Cracker Barrel, I was able to order their hash brown casserole and turkey sausage side combo by itself, which made for a reasonably portioned and very tasty breakkie with a good balance of carbs and protein. Their coffee was really good, too! The tab was $6 and I added a $2 tip.

I’ll be heading into Richmond shortly to have the laptop battery replaced. I found the perfect place to spend the afternoon and hope that it’s as great as the reviewers claim. As a hint, it’s considered Virginia’s answer to the Met. That’s a major promise and I’m curious to see if the comparison is accurate.