A pre-feast adventure is a tradition almost as great to me as eating the damn turkey itself. Here's some past trips already in the archives featuring Gunz and I venturing out on Thanksgiving morning. Go ahead and gourge yourself.
Countless tourists admire the view of the Cheat River from the famous Coopers Rock, but across the river Snake Hill, designated as a wildlife management area, boasts several overlooks of its own from its sudden cliffs above the Canyon. The difference is the remoteness and terrain: finding the overlooks requires navigating unmarked abandoned logging roads and quite a bit of bushwhacking across some pretty steep slopes. But once you reach the views, you realize just how worth it the trip was.
Before fighting for our nation's independence, George Washington got his start in combat commanding battles in the French and Indian War, a conflict waged over the frontier of the New World. At that time, that frontier was in the immense wilderness of the Laurel Highlands. After suffering a massive defeat with staggering casualties at his makeshift fort in the Great Meadows, the spirits of the fallen fighters still linger in the place Washington once called "a charming place for an encounter."
Tally-ho!
-Crash
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