It was quite overwhelming once I entered. I hardly knew where to look first, there were bows and arrows hanging and standing everywhere. a couple of guys were having their compound bows restrung and I could tell immediately that they were hunters.
Soon my carbon arrows were ready and I could leave, feeling pretty cool as I loaded both a recurve and a compound bow onto the back seat of the car with my bundle of arrows.
I wanted to get home to shoot but first I had errands to run in Warrenton so drove there first. Then I got waylaid. I passed the old Jail Museum and without thinking parked the car and walked inside. I've driven past so many times and wondered what was inside, and since today was an impulse day, I was going in!
A gentleman greeted me and explained some of the history. I couldn't remember it all but there was so much written literature available that I didn't worry. He pointed out a few key things explaining where I could go then sat down and let me wander.
The jail now houses displays of Civil War memorabilia and Warrenton history. The jail was used for military prisoners as well as civilians. It's believed that during the Civil War captured prisoners from both sides were held here until they could be moved on to POW camps, but it was likely that none stayed long since the town was captured and recaptured 67 times during the conflict! Frank Rockefeller, brother of oil tycoon J.D., was held here for stealing potatoes in 1862 from a field in Warrenton, and Col John S. Mosby himself was held here for a few days to 'cool down' after being apprehended before managing to complete a duel with Captain Alexander Payne who had publicly insulted him.
This is a really interesting museum, exceeding my expectations, and holding some very original artifacts, even a tourniquet used on Stonewall Jackson and old radio equipment used by Warrenton police in the 60's.
Hopping back into the car I sped home anxious to try out my new bow.
We decided on the spur of the moment to go tubing on Sunday and chose a less commercial place called Downtown River, nearer to home than Luray. The photos from my phone in its waterproof case were all blurry so I've not loaded many but it was a lovely way to wind down and we spent 3 hours just bobbing along enjoying the scenery.