Damascus never looked so good

Heading into Damascus, VA, on a cold, wet, January afternoon, Tim and I couldn't wait for dry clothes and a hot pizza. It was 29-F and drizzling all day, and we were covered in ice and soaked through. Oh, and someone was playing Just A Closer Walk with Thee on the church bells as we came down off the ridge. Seeing as how I was hungry, all I could think of were the joke lyrics Just a Bowl of Butter Beans. (Google it.)