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Morning on the Greenbrier River, WV.
I've been truck camping. The picture looks out from the beach where I spent the night.
On the brightly lighted bottom across the river, in the mouth of the gorge entering the river corridor in the background, coal miners and their families once came up from coal country to camp when the mines let out for a summer break.
They were long ago preceded by squads of Iroquois from upstate NY marching down the gorge on their way to the southern Appalachians to war with the Catawba and the Cherokee. This is where the Appalachian branch of the Great War Road forded the Greenbrier River.
The main stem of that highway ran down the Valley of Virginia, to the east. But by the middle of the 1700s that region had filled up with settlers, and traffic was diverted to this western route. Locally it's called the "Seneca Trail".
Nearby is an exposed salt bed, and you can find flint among the river stones, so the area of this ford has had a long history as a stop over.