We stopped by the McDowell Ruritan building where the club members were busy making pancakes, buckwheat cakes, and sausage for an all day breakfast. (Sorry, Jim. I looked at the package of buckwheat flour and found out it was made in Pennsylvania. I didn't think it was that special to bring home to you.) We viewed some crafts there and got information about two sugar camps near Blue Grass.
The Newman stones looked good, but the Waybright foot markers were covered with inches and inches of lichen. It looks as though we will have to make a summer trip back over to do some cleaning.
We checked out the town-pointing out the homeplace which really didn't look like the pristine house it once was. There was no tinner's shop anymore, and the town's multiple stores didn't exist as they one had. I pointed out the area where the dam was that my great-grandfather owned, and told Cathy about Granny's brother and sister sending her to visit him to get money for candy. For some reason, he would give candy money to her so she was the pawn.
Next, we drover to Puffenbarger's Sugar Orchard to check out the maple syrup and the homemade doughnuts.
The Puffenbarger Camp taps over 800 sugar maples a year using plugs, tubing, and huge stainless steel vats for collection and processing. This was a better year for syrup making due to the rise and fall of temperatures throughout the region. Last year was an extremely difficult year since the temperatures were so terribly cold throughout the entire season. The collection this year was up about 7 times. This picture shows the old time way of collecting sap which the large camps do not use anymore.
The Puffenbarger Camp sold homemade maple doughnuts for $5.00 a dozen. These were flying out of the bake stand. My dozen was piping hot and remained warm on our trip back home. Of course, Cathy purchased a large jug of maple syrup to try.
The next stop was the Rexrode Sugar Camp where they tapped about 1000 trees this year. We heard the very same story about how production was so much better this year than last. Cathy had to purchase a jug of Rexrode syrup to compare with the Puffenbarger batch.
A short trip to Hightown took us to Dividing Waters Farm where the headwaters of the Potomac and James Rivers can be found. At one time, my mother's dearest friend returned to her homeplace after living many years in Cincinnati. Beautiful quilt artwork was painted on the barns and outbuildings. Two daughters built homes nearby that also had this quilt artwork on some of the outbuildings. This was a most distinctive touch. We traveled over another mountain before turning back towards Monterey. We saw a highway sign giving the mileage to Elkins West Virginia.
We traversed across still another mountain to enter Monterey from the north. The Highland Inn was serving pancakes and sausage as well. This is an older picture. It was not shirt sleeve weather, and no plants were beginning to look that green. Today, the temps were in the upper 30's.
So that is our tale of the day. To all the Waybrights and Newmans out there, I hope you enjoyed our jaunt!