Civil War Harley - Year Four


While the “official” part of this year’s Civil War Harley ride hasn’t begun – and won’t until Wednesday morning – we are, happily, on vacation.

The journey here was an overnight trip from Massachusetts, a nearly 10 hour Cannonball Run through seven states, driving in shifts, downing a Five Hour Energy or two and stopping only long enough to get gas (and walk the dogs).  While the night flight isn’t optimal from a sleeping perspective, we do avoid most of the traffic and can get all we need once we get here.

And once that key turns in the lock, it’s easy to shift into relaxation mode. After all, Virginia is our home away from home – literally.  We’ve seen our son, BJ and his wife, a very pregnant Jessica (who is due at the end of July). I’ve traversed the length of Duke of Gloucester Street, a few times. We’ve played golf – my first full round in 2 years – and have been to one of our favorite Williamsburg restaurants, the DoG Street Pub in Merchant’s Square.

It’s raining right now, pouring actually, but it's only a temporary diversion from an otherwise beautiful forecast. As soon as the sun comes out, we’ll be shining up the bike and readying ourselves for what I can’t believe is our fourth annual ride. It’s the first year that we’ll be on the bike for less than the full two weeks and without a single Civil War site on the schedule, but when you’ve got kids and grandkids scattered abut the east coast, you need to find some time to visit them too. But this is Virginia, where more blood was shed and Civil War battles fought than in any other state in the Union. We’ll take a day trip or two when we get back from the western part of the state, perhaps to Petersburg, where Jason’s great-great grandfather, Alvin Dinsmore Brock distinguished himself for bravery during the April 1, 1865 attack on Fort Mahone.

It can’t be a Civil War Harley tour without at least one trip to a battlefield.

Stay tuned. 
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The Ride Through the Smokey Mountains

When you ride 400 miles in one day, even if you're just the one on the back taking pictures, all you want to do when you get to the hotel is take a shower, eat dinner, and sleep. We've done the first two.
It was a great day, and I'll tell you all about it tomorrow. In the meantime, enjoy  the pictures!
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Savannaaahhhhhhh....


When you’re sitting on a wrought iron balcony overlooking the Savannah River, sipping Malibu rum and pineapple, watching people saunter along the brick paved river walk and the water ferry shuttle others, blogging really doesn’t seem very important.

That pretty much sums up our Monday and Tuesday nights.

Tuesday was our second night in Savannah, and the River Walk beckoned again. After the invention of the cotton gin, Savannah experienced a financial renaissance, and its port and wealth rivaled Charleston.  Cotton prices were set at Savannah’s Cotton Exchange building, the center of the city’s activity, and stored in the cotton warehouses on the river. More than two million bales of cotton moved annually through Savannah, making it the second largest cotton seaport in the world. The warehouses along the river have been renovated and restored into The River Walk, a wonderfully colorful and walkable row of restaurants, shops, hotels and nightlife.

When we arrived on Monday, we settled into our hotel, the Hampton Inn on Bay Street, directly across from the river and the old cotton warehouses. There are several trolley tours you can take to acquaint yourself with the beautiful historic district. We choose the Old Town Trolley, a 90-minute narrated tour with fifteen stops. Not only did we get a great sense of where everything was, but we had a terrific history lesson as well.  James Oglethorpe and 120 settlers established the colony of Georgia, named for King George II, in 1733; Savannah became its first city. Savannah was designed with a series of grids with wide streets and public squares and parks. Twenty-two of the twenty-four original squares exist today.

On Tuesday morning, we set out with map in hand to visit some of the historic homes, cemeteries and squares that make up Savannah’s historic district.  First was Colonial Park Cemetery, opened in 1750 and the final resting place for many of Savannah’s early citizens, including Button Gwinett, a signer of the Declaration of Independence and 700 victims of the 1820 Yellow Fever epidemic.  Like many of Savannah’s houses, Colonial Park Cemetery is said to be haunted.

The cemetery was closed to burials in 1853, but Sherman bivouacked his troops there on his march to Atlanta, solders looting and destroying many of the headstones. I found two things very interesting here – the above ground brick crypts and the wall of headstones at the back of the yard.  I’d never seen brick crypts before – each with an embedded limestone headstone, identifying the interred.  More interesting is the back wall, where dozens of headstones are mounted, markers, I assume, that had been broken or otherwise desecrated. I got an eerie chill as I walked past this silent tribute to the Savannah’s dead.
Colonial Park Cemetery

We visited the Mercer-Williams home, made famous by the book and movie of the same name, “The Garden of Good and Evil”.  John Norris designed the home for General Hugh Mercer, but the Civil War interrupted construction. The second owner, John Wilder, finished the magnificent home. Jim Williams, one of Savannah’s foremost private restorationists, purchased the vacant home in 1969 and brought it back to its original splendor.  The opportunity to see the beautiful detail and impressive artwork is something not to be missed.

The Owens-Thomas house, designed by William Jay for cotton merchant Richard Richardson, is a distinctive example of Federal architecture, with tremendous symmetry and balance.  It was completed in 1819 and was the first house in Savannah to boast in door plumbing. The architectural elements are astounding, including curved walls and doors, Greek revival columns and  a bridge connecting the landings on the second floor.  After Richardson’s financial losses caused him to sell the home, Mary Maxwell ran it as an exclusive boarding house for eight years. The Marquis de Lafayette, a hero of the Revolutionary War, stayed there in 1825.

In 1830, George Welshman Owens purchased the home and it remained in the Owens family until 1951, when it was bequeathed to the Telefair Museum of Art. 

The Sorrel-Weed house has the distinction of being Savannah’s largest (16,000 square feet) and most haunted home. While paranormal activity draws me like a magnet, I was totally unaware of the history and mystery of this home.  The Greek Revival home was built between 1839-1840 for Francis Sorrel and was the toast of the town. Many famous guests walked its halls, including William T. Sherman and Robert E. Lee. Like many of Savannah’s grand homes, it too fell into disrepair. When it was purchased in 1996, the present owner made an unbelievable discovery while renovating – an original, hand-written draft of Order Number 9, Robert E. Lee’s surrender of the Confederate troops at Appomattox.

The home’s hauntings are said to be by two women – Francis Sorrel’s wife, Matilda and a female slave named Molly.  The story goes that Francis was having an affair (if one can actually have an “affair” with a slave) with Molly, the 18-year old slave who cared for the Sorrel children. Matilda found out about the liaison and in 1861, jumped to her death from the home’s second floor balcony.  Two weeks later, Molly was found dead in her room in the carriage house, hanging from the rafters. It was said to be a suicide, but there are tales that her body was badly beaten, which would indicate the “suicide” was staged.

Davenport House
Finally, we visited the Davenport House, built by Master carpenter Isaac Davenport, a native of Rhode Island, one of Savannah’s most prominent and prosperous builders. When Isaac died in 1827, he left a young widow with seven children to raise. To make money, Sarah Clark Davenport converted the home into a boarding house. In 1840, the home was sold to the Bayard family, who kept it for the next 109 years. By the 1930’s, like many of the other grand homes in Savannah, it too fell into disrepair, and for many years, was a rundown tenement building.  In 1955, it was scheduled for demolition to make way for a parking lot for the Kehoe House, but a group of seven Savannah women raised the money to save the home. This was the first home saved by The Historic Savannah Foundation and began the preservation movement in town. It was opened as a museum in 1963.

Savannah was once, and is again, a beautiful historic city.  We didn’t experience the often oppressive humidity, but the impressive architecture by day and a stroll on the river walk at night will make even the muggiest weather quite tolerable.

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Fort Sumter


Sunday was actually a bonus day in Charleston. We arrived a day ahead of schedule (luckily, they had a room) and in reviewing our reservations, Jason realized everything after Charleston was off a day. So, rather than try to reschedule everything, we left things as is (We’ll still be back on Friday, Kaila!).

Since we knew we had an extra day, we spent Saturday at the plantations and saved Sunday for Fort Sumter, where the opening shots of the Civil War were fired on April 12, 1861.  Since the fort, or more specifically what remains of it, is on an island, the only way to get to it is by boat.  The trolley took us to Liberty Park (next to the South Carolina aquarium) where we spent about 45 minutes in the Visitor Center reading more about the fort and its part in the Civil War before boarding the ship. We enjoyed top tier seats during the 45-minute narrated ride to the island.

As you approach the Fort, even in its ruined state, it is easy to imagine the imposing structure it once was. The building began in 1829, as one of many coastal fortifications built after the War of 1812. It was still incomplete when the first shots were fired in 1861.

Despite the crowd of visitors wandering about, walking among the ruins was eerily silent.  The Fort was defended by Union troops for less than two days before Major Anderson agreed to a truce and surrendered. Confederate forces, despite desultory fire from Federal troops, occupied the fort, which was in ruins, until January 1865.  The fort withstood more than seven million pounds of artillery, yet through the 20-month siege, Confederates losses (52 killed; 267 wounded) were minimal.

Attempts were made at refortification after the Civil War; giving some uniformity to the jagged and damaged walls, constructing storage magazines, arming it with Parrott guns. It served mainly as a lighthouse station until World War I and was used again during World War II until custodianship was transferred to the National Park Service and Fort Sumter became a national monument.

As we sailed back to Liberty Island, Fort Sumter gradually faded in the distance, but the significant and center stage role it played in our nation's history will never be forgotten.
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Walking Back in Time: Drayton Hall and Middleton Place


The ride to Savannah took a scant three hours, and in the sojourn between the trolley tour and dinner, we’ve escaped the heat and are relaxing in our room. Time to blog.

I guess I should catch up where I left off. 

Saturday was Plantation Day. There were two plantations in included in our Charleston Heritage pass -  Drayton Hall and Middleton Place, both on the Ashley River, a 25 minute drive from the downtown historic area. 

Drayton Hall
Drayton Hall is the oldest surviving and intact plantation home on the Ashley River, and has not been changed since its last full time inhabitants left in the late 1800’s. It has no electricity, no plumbing, and no running water. It stands, remarkably and with minimal modification, as John Drayton built it in 1738. This stately Georgian manor house has survived the Revolutionary War, the Civil War and national disaster. Like many of the other homes we’ve been in during this trip, it too is managed by an agency well adept at maintaining such treasures, the National Trust for Historic Preservation.

From the moment you being down the path to the home, canopied by live oaks , you can feel yourself slowly drift back to a time of grace and gentility, when a wealthy few lived lives beyond imagination. Seven generations of Draytons have owned Drayton Hall, and seven generations of Bowens, African-Americans, lived and worked there. The home is a magnificent example of a colonial architecture, beautifully and uniquely unrestored. Visitors can awe the detail of the plaster ceiling art, the ornate hand-carved wood moldings and cornice work, cypress paneled walls, the fireplaces and over-mantles and more. I know we did.

From the second floor piazzas, you can see the Ashley River and imagine a time of grand balls, with music wafting throughout the rooms, doors and windows thrown opened to a beautiful backdrop of landscaped English gardens and cool river breezes.  Even the basement is remarkable for its time.

If you get to Charleston, I highly recommend a trip to Drayton Hall.

Middleton Place
A few miles down the road is Middleton Place, also a historic landmark and home to some of the most beautiful and oldest landscaped gardens in America. Like Drayton Hall, the property has remained with the Middleton family for generations.

The house and lands that became known as Middleton Place were part of Mary Williams dowry when she married Henry Middleton in 1741. Henry, a wealthy plantation owner in his own right, decided he and his bride would live here, and as part of his grand design, added the English gardens and two unattached flanker buildings. After Mary Williams Middleton died in 1761, Henry moved to The Oaks, his birthplace. Middleton Place to Arthur Middleton in 1763 when he returned from school in Europe.

Williams Middleton, the great-great grandson of Henry and Mary, inherited Middleton Place in 1846. A rice planter, he was avid about South Carolina’s secession from the Union. Unlike Drayton Hall, Middleton Place was occupied, and ransacked.  Only the left flanker building survived enough to be rebuilt after the Civil War, which Williams did with the help of monies from his sister, Eliza.

The home, while not as grand as the original three-story brick main home, served the family well. The earthquake of 1886 leveled what remained of the main house and right flanker building, but the left flanker survived.

The grounds and gardens of Middleton Place were and remain its most precious commodity. It took nearly decade and almost 100 slaves to complete the gardens, a majestic example of geometry and design.  They fell into disrepair after the Civil War, until direct descendant J.J. Pringle Smith and his wife undertook the process to restore them to their original grandeur. 

You can walk the paths though the gardens and along the river and see the centuries old trees and flowers that continue to grow and thrive. If you close you eyes, you can almost hear the rustling of petticoats and taffeta. It is breathtaking.

Enjoy lunch at the restaurant on the grounds at Middleton Place, a three-course menu of Low Country favorites, including sweet tea, southern fried chicken and shrimp and grits (which I had and thoroughly enjoyed!).  Like Drayton Hall, Middleton Place is a must see. Plan to spend an entire day to fully experience both plantations.  It is a well spent, relaxing walk back in time.
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