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An Appalachian Hipcamp Road Trip: On a West Virginia Farm with Friends You've Never Met Before

Next we headed south for our last night in West Virginia.

Another Heaven West Virginia
Pontiac Thunderbird in the wilds of West Virginia? Totally.

Another Heaven West Virginia

I loved seeing all the old homes situated near a creek or river.

Well, it turns out they don't have any lakes, so they need to get their water from somewhere.

Then we arrived at Gaea Farm. Immediately after meeting our host family we were greeted with beers and a tour of their homesteading farm.

Doug, April and the boys definitely know how to greet their guests. 



They had goats, cows, a pig, chickens, geese, and cats.

Mountain Farm Hipcamp
And breathtaking views of the West Virginia mountains. 

Mountain Farm Hipcamp
Back inside they had bacon aging and garlic drying out.


Mountain Farm Hipcamp
I loved that they made a slide with the tree.

I had mentioned that I had just bought a bike back in Milwaukee and they told us we could have their old one. I was really liking Doug and April.

Meadow was excited to have a kid her age to play with.

We setup camp under some bending branches and then explored the farmstead.

Their house was from the 1840's and was oh so charming.

April informed us that she was going to make us dinner featuring the farm's cheese and eggs.

I could not wait to eat this pasta bake.

Meadow was shy at first, but eventually these two were off on their own having adventures.




The trampoline was a favorite with the kids.

I went for a little drive to find a fishing hole while dinner cooked and Doug was still away.

Dropping Lick Creek West Virginia
The river was roaring. Probably not the best place to cast.

Dropping Lick Creek West Virginia

The drive along Dropping Lick Creek was something out of a dream.

There was even a quaint mill amidst the valley.

I found a fishing hole, but did not find any fish. I'm still relatively new to the whole fishing thing after all.

When Scott returned it was time for our home cooked meal. 

The boys were excited to share a farmstead meal and tall tales.

After our meal we enjoyed more beers and homemade goodies.

They even made us homemade ice cream.

Then we said goodnight and headed down to our tent.

Day 6
Another foggy morning in West Virginia. I guess this must be a common occurrence in Spring here.

We always get up too early for Meadow.

Sometimes we have too much fun with hour hosts and fail to have a fire.

Gaea Mountain Farm West Virginia

Our last few hours in West Virginia and the sun decides to finally come out.


Gaea Mountain Farm West Virginia
We were spoiled again with a homemade breakfast made from foods from their farm.

Eggs many ways with asparagus from the garden.

April, Doug and the body at Gaea Mountain Farm West Virginia
Then the excitement really began when we got to watch the mama cow get milked.

This place was amazing I wish we could've stayed longer.

Gaea Mountain Farm West Virginia

We made one last round to see the animals.

Gaea Mountain Farm West Virginia

I think we all wished we could've stayed another day or two, but onwards we went.

Doug, April and the boys were beyond hospitable. I wish we could pay them back someday. 


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