Honeyville History

Honeyville, Virginia, the little village that time forgot, lies midway down the beautiful Shenandoah Valley. With grand views of the Blue Ridge Mountains to the east, and the Massanutton to the west, there is no more delightful spot to be found in Virginia. A stone's throw from the south fork of the Shenandoah River, and the Columbia Bridge, Honeyville rests amid rich and rolling hills that are founded upon the limestone knees of the mountains. It takes its name from Honey Run, a cool, clear mountain stream that flows down the hollow south of the Honey Run trestle, where the Shenandoah Railroad crosses between the hollows of Doval Mountain. The water of the stream, like the mountain air, is crisp and clean upon the tongue. The old folks say that Honey Run was named for the “honey dew” that often hung on the trees in the mountains at certain times of year.