And the first stop up that hills is the missionary chapel made of bark. Been there as long as I can remember.
And from there you look up at the fort and take a big breath knowing it's a long climb.
While waiting in line for our tickets about half way up, we came across a big line up of Girl Scouts.
And then they stopped. Got in formation, and started marching! I sure never did that as a Girl Scout. I don't think I would have wanted that but I do miss them wearing green. Where's the green??
Although it was the last weekend of the lilac festival, that early spring took them all out weeks ago. There were still a few late bloomers around though - you can see one about in the middle of this picture.
And into the fort.
Yep, it was a long climb up.
The "town square" of the fort.
O in the military jail.
Loved this!
One of the officers quarters
Looking out through a hole in the wall used for shooting at the enemy.
See - here you can see the wax guys looking out. This island was involved in every way from the revolutionary war to the civil war where they house some of the confederate prisoners knowing they couldn't make it off the island and back to the south. Our own little Alcatraz!
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