This be crazy

Too, too much heat, humidity, and rain. It's been like this for weeks now. It's too hot to even consider taking Trooper or TJ out for a hike. Even Maya isn't real keen on it, but she and I have been putting in three miles or so for the last few days.

The temperature hasn't been so high, but the
humidity has been really oppressive. We walked
a slow pace and found a water spot even on a
short three mile hike.

Wednesday we did a walk on the roadways at Pleasant Grove because I didn't want to venture into the woods or the grassy trails where I would inevitably pick up more ticks. Wednesday night there were very heavy rains out around Crozet, which filled the Rivanna River with fast running muddy water today. The Rivanna is at flood stage, so Thursday late afternoon Maya and I walked down to the village to see it. The river is high, muddy, and running very fast. Maya and I joined several other sightseers on and below the bridge and then took a stroll through the village of Palmyra before heading back to our home, which thankfully is a half mile away and probably 100' higher than the river.

I don't think Maya even drank any of the water, but standing in
it helps cool her body temperature beyond what panting alone
can do.

We sat under one of the dugouts at the baseball
field on a metal bench so I wouldn't pick up ticks.

I shared this picture on Facebook Wednesday after our walk, but here it is again for
anyone who missed it or doesn't do Facebook.

Heavy rains upstream on Wednesday night had the Rivanna in
flood stage on Thursday. The water was the color of chocolate
milk but not as tasty looking. Big logs were being carried
downstream very quickly.

The muddy water in front is usually dry ground, the river is
behind the trees.

This is the parking area for the boat landing at the Palmyra
bridge. The river is actually behind the trees.

Notice the blue sky? That was the first I've seen in a week and
it didn't last long. We had another thunderstorm about an hour
after this picture was taken.

The walk down the river and around the village
made about 3.5 miles. It was enough.

This is Maggie's House in Palmyra, the headquarters for the
Fluvanna Historical Society.

The old stone jail.

Civil War park in the center of the village.
Palmyra was never really developed because it lacks sewer and
water systems. Consequently, it retained much of its original
character and structure.

The old courthouse, designed by John Hartwell Cocke, along
with the jail, and his Bremo Plantation.

A view of Main Street in Palmyra.

The new courthouse in Palmyra, where Clay and I got married.

Maya, playing the tourist, taking in the sights.