The South Riding RV Travels

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25th May 2007 - Williamsburg VA Virginia

On the second day we were able to visit some of the workshops we had missed the day before. We spent a long time at the spinning and weaving. This was interesting for both of us. I look at the engineering and Jan is fascinated by the materials.
They dye their threads in a variety of colours still using the same dyes that were used in the 1770s. These are mainly vegetable dyes, but cochineal is still used as it was then to make the brilliant pinks - and research has shown that brilliant colours were very much in favour then among those who could afford them, men as well as women.
The looms were built in the colonies because England would not allow the export of technology, but they were beautifully built.
One of the other big houses was Randolph House and we took another tour. The bedrooms were less opulent than in the governor's mansion but were still well decorated and furnished.
There was a musician playing dance music of the period which was very familiar to us as being from the Playford sets. He was also very interested in the Scottish tunes and we spent some time talking to him as we discussed the correct pronunciation of some of the names of the tunes.
The church is the parish church of Bruton (wherein 'there lived a maid'). It is still a parish church today but probably with fewer parishioners. It was formed from the merging in 1674 of two earlier parishes and was named after the ancestral home in Somerset of the then governor (Sir William Berkeley). The rectors of the parish were often also the presidents of William and Mary College in Williamsburg, one of the earliest colleges in the US. It was the Rev W A R Goodwin (1903-9) who started the process of restoration of the church and later the town itself. The church was designed by Governor Spotiswood and this building (the third on the site) was built in 1715. It has been extended and restored several times since.
Printing was a very important way of getting messages about and there were both a printer and a bookbinder in the town. Few people could afford bound books but political pamphlets abounded. The printing presses were still somewhat primitive. The bookbinding was of  quality rarely replicated in today's world of mass production.
Crucially important was the blacksmith's shop. Although today only one forge and a couple of smiths are at work, this shop would have supported up to 20 workmen and there would have been several smiths in the town, but this was James Anderson's. The smiths would have repaired items and made new ones many of which would have been sold at the adjacent William Prentis store. William was born in London and went to school at Christ's Hospital for six years before being apprenticed at age 15 to a Dr Blair who owned the store in Williamsburg. William Prentis was the richest merchant in Virginia when he died in 1765. The store ceased operation in 1779.
The colonial wigmaker provided new wigs, or perukes, and cleaned and styled or restyled existing ones for the gentry and many successful businessmen of Williamsburg. Wigs and hairpieces were available in horse, goat, yak, or human hair. The wigmaker's skill allowed him or her to weave hair and fashion it into the latest coiffures from London - a rare skill these days.
We had visited Bassett hall, the home of the Rockefellers. The rooms actually seem very ordinary but then this was a private home for them rather than one for lavish entertaining.
The decor is very 1930s and not at all to my taste. There is a lot of artwork. It was interesting to note that their tastes did not necessarily coincide. There were definite 'his and her' rooms.
There is an impressive grandfather clock halfway up the stairs. There are several such clocks in major buildings in Williamsburg. At least one was made in 1745 by William Claggett of Rhode Island. The origin of this clock is unknown.
After the Rockefellers died the house continued to be used by members of their family, and they wanted modern appliances. However the house was eventually given to the foundation, complete with its furnishings and artwork, and it was decided to return the kitchen to the period of the 1930s. Some visitors were old enough to remember their parents or grandparents still having kitchens that looked like this.
The plot of land is over 585 acres but Bassett Hall itself is not huge (only seven bedrooms). This is a view of the right hand side. Back in the grounds there used to be a huge old oak which was there in Rockefellers' time. But it finally fell in a storm in the 1990s.
It is amazing what you come across as you wander round. Here one of the docents is busy shearing a sheep. Apparently they shear one each day in the season. It is of course sheared by hand and your average Aussie would make rather less work of it.
Another event we picked up on was a dance event with audience participation. We did, of course, participate but it was rather simple. Later in the day we caught the group giving a short display. Very reminiscent of the days we gave similar displays of similar dances with equally mismatched participants.
Bricks were used for foundations, chimneys and to face the more important buildings and they would have had to make all their own bricks. As expected we found the brickworks and were treated to a display of brick making. We declined the invite to assist by treading the clay. Bricks would have been made all year and dried and then fired all at one time. This is a stack of fired bricks still inside the dismantled kiln, waiting to be removed to storage before being used in renovation projects on site.
And as the day drew to a close we peered into another kitchen for yet another family meal, this one rather less substantial than that at the governor's residence but still quite substantial.
The windmill was unfortunately closed for renovation so we were unable to look at milling mechanisms.
I think the local college must make up the marching pipe and drum band which performs the evening display. They look very smart and very young and are at least 50% female.
Not so the musketeers who load and fire to the command beat of the drum.
And to round it all off they fire the cannon, which is deafening.

We took the bus back to the campsite ready to move on in the morning.