![]() ![]() ![]() An Anglican parish church built in the 1730s and funded by wealthy landowner Robert “King” Carter, we read the inscriptions on the tombs outside Historic Christ Church of King Carter himself and his first and second wives. The Dredge, Irvington VAĭown the road in Weems we stopped by one of the best-preserved colonial era churches, set off in a tree-shaded grassy enclave. And then sipped port at the softly lit The Vine (wine shop and wine bar) comfortably situated next to the Baptist church. A few doors down we ate dinner at The Dredge (named for the fishing dredge used to harvest oysters), which was nicely full of year-long residents and regular summer visitors. We passed by both on our unhurried morning walks to The Local, the local coffee shop, where we sat on the street-front patio behind the white picket fence and watched grandparents and grandkids leisurely cycle by on pastel bikes. There was a Methodist church on one corner, Baptist on the other. We stayed in a small house in Irvington down the street from the Steamboat Era Museum and the grassy commons set up for the Irvington Crab Festival, at the town’s main commercial intersection. J and I were there to kayak and eat what we could manage of Rappahannock oysters. It’s an area dotted with tiny towns of low-lying farms and fields of corn and soybeans where the Rappahannock and Potomac rivers flow into the Chesapeake Bay. J and I, and our senior-dog-resigned-to-her-fate, spent a summer weekend in Virginia’s Northern Neck. So brace yourself until you’re past Fredericksburg and can break free of I-95. You don’t have to go far outside the DC area for an un-urban experience. But you will not escape the traffic trying to get there. Rappahannock River view at Merroir, Topping VA ![]()
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