I accompanied Rebecca in February when she went to Washington, D.C., to attend the National Association of Counties’ Legislative Conference. Rebecca has been attending this conference for years, but this will be her last.
For several years she’s organized a breakfast where numerous county commissioners from North Carolina joined their Congressional representatives and senators for a round of glad-handing, food, and short speeches.
I’ve gone the last three years, and up until this year the breakfast was snowed out. This year, the snow was already there so the breakfast went on as scheduled.
The NACo breakfast was the final item on the multi-day agenda. While Rebecca was attending meetings, I did some walking.
We were staying at the Marriott Hotel next to the National Zoo, so I ventured over to the zoo for a short visit. I was surprised to discover there was no admission charge; the zoo is just a big park with animals.
On my longest walk, I set out first for the National Cathedral, then continued up Massachusetts Avenue to American University, my littlest sister’s alma mater. The American campus was snow-covered, like the rest of the city, but the library had a sign saying “Welcome … Visitors” so I went inside to warm up.
My next destination was the Capital Crescent Trail, which runs along the Potomac River, between the river and the Chesapeake and Ohio Canal. I wanted to get a good look at the river, which was covered in ice. I walked along Nebraska Avenue to Arizona Avenue. The sidewalks, unlike the other parts of the city I’d visited, had not been shoveled, and they were treacherous. But I only slipped down once.
I got really close to the river, but I couldn’t yet see it. The sidewalks ended; there was a staircase leading to a bridge that crossed the road, so up I went. There was no indication where I was, although there was a trail. I thought about taking it in the direction of Georgetown. Fortunately, a man walking his dog came up the stairs and walked toward me. It turned out, as he explained, I wasn’t on the Capital Crescent Trail. He directed me back to the road, thence up a side road where he instructed me to look for an unmarked trail that would lead to a bridge across the canal.
Good thing I encountered him; otherwise I never would have been able to access the trail.
As it was, I had a nice two- or three-mile walk that paralleled the canal and the river, eventually affording me good views of the frozen river. I came out at Georgetown, then hiked back to the hotel. I took the picture below from one of the bridges across the river; it was brutally cold and the wind was howling. I was glad I didn’t lose my hat.