Finding Uncle Montfort's Horse Farm - A Photo Story
While traveling through Virginia last month, I took the notion to look for what was left of my Uncle Montfort's horse farm. My uncle and aunt were very wealthy (no, I didn't inherit a thing), had several homes but the most lavish was an estate in the Shenandoah Valley. I knew the manor house, Buena Vista, was gone now, but I thought there might be remnants of the horse farm so we went snooping around outside Berryville, where I knew the house was. Finding nothing online about Buena Vista or my aunt and uncle, I had only my own memory to work with, and I was 7 the last time I was there. I remembered another house on the estate, nearer to the horses, a house that appealed more to me, since Buena Vista was just too overwhelming, so we looked for it. We found it on Audley farm, just outside Berryville. It looked like what I remembered, and is still a horse farm. Phones and Google help us figure stuff out quickly, and while still at the gates I learned that Uncle Montfort did indeed purchase Audley in 1920, and kept there the first Triple Crown winner, Sir Barton, whose statue still graces the main office of the farm. I knew he had race horses but had no idea one of them was racing history! I was pretty darned excited to track down this family story. When I'm excited I forget how to take pictures so some of these are less than stellar, which is why I'm offering them as a story.
The entrance is still commanding. I could see where younger trees had replaced some of the older and larger ones in my old family photos.
The house was built by a relative of Martha Washington so the Washingtons were regular visitors. It was this house that looked familiar and led me to suspect Audley was the farm I was looking for. I learned that Virginia has much better records for thoroughbreds and their owners than for people or properties.
Sir Barton is still who Audley is famous for.
The extensive stables and paddocks are still spread over the hills.
I hate I didn't get a better picture of the horses, but I had lost my mind by the time I spotted them.
The view looking towards the Blue Ridge is still as spectacular as it was almost 70 years ago when I last saw it.