Ms. B. and I were originally planning to visit friend/fellow author
Richard Dansky in Durham, NC, this weekend to celebrate his birthday
and drink his scotch, but since we came back from Wintergreen very much on the
sniffly side, we decided not to potentially afflict anyone who might be in
close quarters with us. Neither of us feels particularly terrible, so we
figured we'd avail ourselves of some outdoor Halloween activities where we
could effectively practice social distancing.
Friday night, we rode up to Ferrum, VA (the location of
Ferrum College, my old alma mater), to visit their haunted trail, this year titled "The Hunt." As in previous year's, it's not all that elaborate, but the woods there
are lovely as well as spooy (I haunted them frequently when I was in college,
long before they became part of
Ferrum Park, as they are now). There are plenty of weird sounds from deep in the woods,
pitch-dark tunnels, roving monsters, and unexpected scares. Suffice it to say
that, as we have in the past, Kimberly and I really enjoyed it. Plus, the
wooded back roads to and from Ferrum are themselves pretty damned creepy, so
the drive only added to the experience.
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| A scary tunnel ahead! |
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| I wonder who that is in the bloody fog! |
Then, Saturday evening, Brugger and I decided to check out Bonez & Booz at the Virginia Museum of Natural History uptown. I had no idea how big an event this would be — several hundred
people had packed the Museum's spacious parking lot, where the exhibits and
vendors were set up. We immediately ran into friend Joe Keiper, the museum's
executive director, and spent a little while chatting. Then Ms. B. and I went
in search of beverages and vittles, which we found — the beer garden for
drinks, a BBQ food truck for dinner. Both of us got BBQ quesadillas, and they
were fantastic. We wandered a bit more and watched the fire dancing show,
which was pretty cool. After that, we were pretty well tuckered out, so we
returned home and watched Sinister, which is a favorite of ours.
I was kind of hoping our mysterious ghost (guest?) would have turned on our
Halloween lights, but no such luck.







