This year (my first with the group), the gathering was held at Highacre House in Harpers Ferry, WV, which I recently visited for the first time. Oddly enough, we saw the house when we visited a couple weeks ago, and had no idea we would be staying there this weekend.
The Girl and I arrived Saturday morning, after the first night of eating and games had already happened; work, traffic, and baking a loaf of Cheesy Sexy Bread prevented an earlier arrival. Our group started the day with a stroll through a portion of the town on top of the hill.
Driveway gate |
Same driveway, same wall, same great stonework |
car boots are sometimes unnecessary |
After lunch, a few of us headed across the river, and up the trail to Maryland Heights, diverting before the viewpoint to go up a very steep path to the old stone fort that once commanded the area with gun batteries and scores of troops who had to haul everything--water, food, supplies, and enormous, heavy cannons--up this road. Not horses. Troops.
Even though some of the cannons had a range of over a mile, the fort itself was still built to handle a direct attack. Two long stone walls protected two long rifle trenches. Originally, these walls extended well down the mountainside, and the top third of the mountain was clear-cut to provide wood for charcoal works, and to allow a clear line of sight in all directions.
The second day started early when I learned that it's hard to get a good sunrise shot from a valley.
However, I did get a better close-up of the sign on the cliff (I still can't read it) and a pair of climbers working their way up its face.
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