Rain, Rain Go Away…. Scenes from the Road

We started our big adventure to Myrtle Beach, SC.  It was beautiful weather when we left Northeast Ohio on Thursday, but by Friday morning when we had to pack up Mom and Dad’s stuff at their house in Southern Ohio it was pouring – I don’t mean occasional rain or a little drizzle, but down right raining cats and dogs!  So we crammed everything and everyone in the van as fast as possible and headed south to the Ohio River at Portsmouth.  It’s really a shame that it was raining so hard – the autumn leaves were gorgeous.  One effect we would not have seen had it not been raining however was the steam rising up from the hills.  My father said that his grandfather told him that it was from the groundhogs making coffee.   That’s one I’ve never heard before.


There are five of us on this trip, myself, my husband Dana and our son Andy, and my parents.  We are headed to a condo in Myrtle Beach, SC.   We are traveling in my mini-van, so we are pretty comfortable.  Unfortunately, Dad is recovering from a tractor accident, where he fell off the tractor and it ran over his shoulder.  Double Ouch!  His shoulder was dislocated and they were able to fix it without surgery but he is still sore, so we stop often, truthfully not just for him.  We are just happy they were still able to make the trip.


After we crossed over into West Virginia, Dana suggested we eat at Tudor’s Biscuit World.  He used to travel a circuit down there when he was in industrial sales.  This turned out to be the food highlight of the day!

Tudor’s is a regional chain, it may be confined to West Virginia.  We used our GPS to find the nearest location and it did take us down into an industrial area of Huntington, WV.  This place may  not look like much, but let me tell you, the staff was just so nice and helpful, this being the first visit there for most of us.  We opted for the Super Breakfast and we weren’t sorry.  The biscuits were the star of the show, just like your grand-momma made them!  The sausage was well seasoned and tender, the potatoes crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside, the gravy studded with sausage bits – the fried apples added just the right amount of sweet to the end.   I’d say we’ll be stopping here on the way home no matter the time of day.


Act 1, Scene 3

Fortified by this yummy meal of waaaaaay too much of everything (but we’re on vacation, right?)  we continued south thru WV.

Capital Dome - Charleston WV

Capitol Dome, Charleston WV

 headed for our first stop in Winston-Salem.   Again, the autumn leaves were stunning as we crossed the Blue Ridge Parkway.   Maybe it won’t be raining on the way home and I can get some good photos.  We stopped at a couple of nice rest areas, and eventually the rain let up, we even had some sunshine before it got dark.


Tunnel through a mountain, West Virginia

Dinner was uneventful, Ruby Tuesdays just because it was getting late and we were starving.  Then on to a very nice Holiday Inn in Winston-Salem.   Tomorrow we hope to find a good barbecue joint for lunch.  And now to sleep ….stay tuned….


About SallyK

A little blog about the ordinary and not so ordinary things our family does, places we travel, things we see. Like travel, cooking, family stories, book reviews, music? You will find it all here - comments welcome!
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One Response to Rain, Rain Go Away…. Scenes from the Road

  1. Johnnie says:

    Like what you did. Wishing you and yours a very happy and prosperous new year !

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