It was a long time in coming: a 72-degree sunny day. Yesterday was beautiful, and was the Spring day we’ve been hoping for. I checked with my wife, Sharon, to see if it was okay that I spent the day riding my motorcycle, and she said, “Sure.” She won’t ride with me until it reaches nearly 80 degrees, so I set out alone at 10am in search of another covered bridge.
I am trying to see all the covered bridges in Virginia. There are 38 of them. Many of them are farther than I care to ride in one day, but I’m trying to see as many I can. Yesterday, I set off to see the Berea Church Covered Bridge, located about 10 miles northwest of Fredericksburg. Continue reading