Passing Thru Sandstone
"Along the river, you might hear a ghost train whistle, or the beat of a Cherokee drum..." Each day, thousands of cars pass through Sandstone, WV, along I-64. Travelers crossing the bridge briefly glimpse the New River, confined by stoney cliffs that mark the gateway tot he New River Gorge.
Human enterprise ravaged the virgin timber, imposed a railroad and a highway; yet, natural forces along the New River seem undaunted. Sit down for an hour, as if on the riverbank, and be with the river flowing through the life of the land and the people.