My best girl and me with a spectacular view of the Peaks of Otter at lunch.

Out Into the Virginia Mountains on a Lovely Fall Afternoon

Linda Kay and I love these unplanned Saturdays when we take off into the mountains with no agenda. Today, on the spur of the moment, I suggested we drive up to the Peaks of Otter and have lunch and maybe a walk around the lake. Good pick.

We didn't expect the nearly steady light rain for much of the drive, nor did we expect the absolutely spectacular light on the mountains. They were kissed by hanging clouds, creating a postcard view of Franklin and Bedford Counties that made it difficult to drive for the distraction.

The lunch at the Peaks of Otter Lodge was pedestrian (my well-done burger was well done!), owing, I guess, to its lack of buffet because of Covid. But Linda's grilled cheese was pronounced spectacular and when I asked if it was as good as the ones I cook for her, she handed me the sandwich and told me to judge for myself. It was every bit as good.

We had promised ourselves to stop at the Gross & Sons Orchards on the way back down the mountain on Virginia 43 (going through the Town of Bedford before running over the Moneta, where Linda lives) and I nearly missed it. That would have been a mistake.

We had a delightful time at the apple festival we discovered and I came away with a big bag of Stayman apples, my faves, and a pint jar of sugar-free orange/cranberry marmalade. Linda got a bottle of scuppernong cider, among other things. I was delighted with the fair prices, as well.

It was a thoroughly nice day. And we need lots of those.