Tuesday, July 19, 2011


Road leading off Gwynn's Island to the bridge

Here in Mathews, there's really no such thing as traffic.

Our roads tend to be tranquil.


And for the most part our drivers are in no real  hurry to get anywhere.

Unless you count the Kamikaze commuters on Route 14 headed out the county towards Gloucester at 6:30 a.m. every weekday.

Sure, there are busy times in the Court House, especially on Friday and Saturday mornings  in the summer when locals and tourists box each other out at the deli counter of the Best Value or Food Lion gather at the local grocery stores to purchase their weekend necessities.

Dirt lane near American Legion Hall

But for the most part, our roads are sleepy and lazy.

Just like me.

Intersection of Town Point Landing and Rte. 14

Pretty much the only time I can recall any noteworthy traffic events was when they were putting in the sewer lines last winter, or here recently when they reconfigured Ward's Corner.

Even then, I took great joy in waving to the guys holding the Stop or Slow signs.  Having to stop wasn't an inconvenience or a frustration at all.  It was almost nice having something different tossed in to the otherwise routine and uneventful trips to the Court House.

I lived in Northern Virginia for 13 years, where the whole notion of traffic was originally invented.  Whoever invented that traffic set down some very rigid rules, such as "The minimum time it will take to get anywhere is At Least Ten Times Longer Than Necessary x Two, Squared, Then Cubed, Or Until You Burst Into Tears, Whichever is More Painful And Takes Longer." 

Route 198, Hudgins.
I know this guy on the tractor.

I'm very content living in a place where the most frustrating traffic inconvenience is a slow-moving tractor traveling to the right of a solid Do Not Pass No Matter How Much You Really Want To yellow line.

Route 198 near the Ruritan Club and CBW's house and Smither's Cemetery.
The guy on the tractor lives just up the way.  

Last but not least as it relates to traffic around here--I love living in a place where honking your horn is assumed to be a greeting rather than a sign of road rage.


Annie said...

Ah, very tranquil indeed. I can see why you enjoy living there so much CBW, with roads like that...especially that dirt lane. Another Monet painting, or equivalent. Love it.

Chesapeake Bay Woman said...

Thanks, Annie. You have to come for a visit one day.

Maria_NJ said...

Good morning CBW...

life is getting int he way, I have been working a lot, the casino is very busy in the summer so that mean s more work days for me, good and bad...

The roads look wonderful, just what the DH and I are looking forward to when we grow up!!

They will be just right for riding this...

yes I will be known as the crazy lady from Jerzee who is riding the pink Vespa!!

after today I am off for 3 days, Yeah!!

have a wonderful day!

Mental P Mama said...

NOVA can keep its traffic. I'll be back.....

Deltaville Jamie said...

I saw the title of your post and I thought "What traffic?"

I dream about living in a place where the pace is slower and the traffic is nonexistant.

At least vacation is on the horizon