About an hour and a half west of us is a small town with a tiny train station. And out of that station, for a few weeks in the spring, fall and winter a family run operation runs tours through beautiful countryside, along the river and in the shadow of the Blue Ridge Mountains.
While we all had cameras with us and all came away with a plethora of pictures and memories, my 15-year-old niece worked her amazing magic and captured the day with these gorgeous pictures. I could have shared my own (and the last one is mine), I really just wanted to show off the incredible artist that she is!
The James River Rambler tour...
And the newest (and by far the most adorable) junior conductors.
Blue Ridge Mountains in the distance...I will never get tired of this view!
A special surprise on the tour! Cowboys, train robbers and the US Marshal and his posse all showed up! Setting aside the reality of the fact that wild west cowboys were never a part of this state's history, it was a lot of fun to interact with them and watch their performance.
Rustlin' up the train robbers!
Facing his accusers...
A distressed damsel...
The real conductor...and a man who truly loves his job!
The artist herself! Thanks for letting me share your pictures, Maia!