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PAGE THREE: MAY 13, 2011...WASHINGTON TO PONY MOUNTAIN

Now we're heading south out of Washington toward Sperryville and it's through here he marched three times as well, twice south, once north.

Scenic view heading into Sperryville.

Sperryville itself

Heading southeast out of Sperryville, toward Woodville and on to Culpeper, and he went up and down this Sperryville Turnpike

three times.

 

 

Along the Sperryville Turnpike, the second time heading north and overheated, the third heading south and now quite sick.

 

 

More along the Sperryville Turnpike

 

 

Downtown Culpeper, through which he marched over and over and then over again.

 

 

First view of Pony Mountain in the distance, out the southeast side of Culpeper. He spent the last week of July, 1863 camped

somewhere on the side of it, going out to do picket duty at Stevensburg beyond it.

 

 

We went out Rt. 3 from Culpeper to Stevensburg and turned north on the Stevensburg Road as he came up this road to stand picket in

the rain when he was sick in late July 1863. He also camped near here in early June of 1863 on his way from Fredericksburg to Gettysburg

and the 13th formed in line of battle along this road on July 9, 1863, having come back through Culpeper from the Sperryville Turnpike on

the day of the huge cavalry battle just slightly north of here at Brandy Station.

 

 

View off east side of Stevensburg Road.

 

 

Mountain Run to the east side of the bridge on the Stevensburg Road, taken out my side car window.

 

 

Eglantine (briar rose) blooming along the Stevensburg Road. I started taking a picture of it wherever Jonathon had been because

of his connection with Virginia Lucas and this flower she used as her pen name for poetry writing.

 

 

Carl pulled the car off the road just past the north end of the bridge over Mountain Run and I walked across it, taking pictures.

This is now looking south.

 

 

Mountain Run and the edge of the bridge. Somewhere along here Jonathon stood picket when he was really feeling bad.

 

 

Standing on the bridge looking down at Mountain Run.

 

 

Across the bridge looking back at the Run.

 

 

Looking south down Stevensburg Road.

 

 

Carl crossing the bridge, catching up with me.

 

 

Pony Mountain as seen from the Stevensburg Road.

 

 

Sign at end of road

 

 

Part way up the south slope of Pony Mountain, looking off slightly southeast

 

 

Looking up the rest of Pony Mountain

 

 

Remembering the syrup pitcher and holding it up in front of the southeast view

 

 

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