the oakley plantation

We had to stop at the Oakley Plantation on the way home from our trip last week. We almost didn't…. everyone was so tired and I was really worried about that combined with a tour through a house where you weren't allowed to touch anything. You've been there, right?

But we did it anyway….. and all I can say is wow. The tour guide was fantastic, the house was truly amazing, the kids asked tons of questions and truly enjoyed every bit of it. Plus it was a bargain to get in. Just $4 for adults, kids 12 and under are free! I tried to capture a few images to share with you.

 

oakley plantation

 

oakley plantation

 

oakley plantation

 

oakley plantation

 

oakley plantation

 

oakley plantation

 

oakley plantation

 

oakley plantation

 

oakley plantation

 

The first few photos are the self guided walking tours. We saw the barn, slave quarters, kitchen, kitchen garden, all set up as they might have been in the 1800's.

Saint Francisville was home to John James Audubon, he tutored the daughter in this house before he was well known and we got to walk through his room in the basement of the home. Did you know Audubon drew all the birds in his artwork, but his thirteen year old apprentice did the background for them? There is only one known piece that Audubon did all on his own. (my favorite book about Audubon)

I found a link to some more details about the house if you're interested….. 

But really, such an amazing step back in time for the kids, and the mama too.

That last picture is my favorite. We're in the second to last room of the house, the kids are still hanging on the tour guide's every word, and they've both got their hands in positions so as not to touch a thing. It makes me laugh, really. They did so good…. and I was worried!?!

What a sweet adventure……

 

6 thoughts on “the oakley plantation

  1. I went here ages ago, when i was 12 I think. I really didn’t want to stop at the time but my mom insisted. She is a history addict. I had a great time. I think about going back there sometimes. Thanks for bringing back a good memory!

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