Vulcan Red

Today’s travels, all about 35 miles from here.

 

 

DeSoto Caverns.  Overpriced for the quality of “attractions” that are offered aside from the cave itself, but J had been aching to return since a school field trip last year, so since this is his birthday weekend, I decided that it was closer and cheaper than Six Flags, which had been my original thought.

They liked it, but I also think they had almost as much fun just a few miles down the road, here:

Kymulga Grist Mill ,Park & Covered Bridge.

Where they still use the old equipment to grind up cornmeal and grits.

Some newer equipment, just a few miles away, back toward Birmingham:

Morgan Creek Vineyards. The wine is all muscadine and as such a little too grape-y for my taste, but it was still an enjoyable stop and the boys were pretty amazed by those vats.

All so simple, all so close, it was pronounced a “great day.”  To run around, shoot arrows, walk underground amid ancient dripping stone, to have a picnic, to learn about how people make things and how things work. It’s what they like to do.  And at this point, they still need a driver, so here I am.

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