Today we went to New Hampshire to explore some historic forts and – I hoped – some tidepools. Unfortunately for me, when we arrived at Fort Constitution, I was greeted by this lookout.
No, the concrete wasn’t the problem. This was:
Those little white birds are terns. When you go near their territory, they dive-bomb you and poop on you. Not conducive to peaceful contemplation of nature’s beauty. So instead we went to Fort Stark and checked out something else.
Interesting history, and a lot of street art.
There was even a little bit of a wetland ecosystem going on in the old battery.
Keep going up far above Hell.