And this is when the rain came. It was a very serious downpour. We were pretty much stuck inside this one little room. We did eventually run out into another part of the fort. My hair was dripping after that!
They had a bunch of these old powder horns (I think that's what they were). They were each hand carved. Some have pictures (layouts of forts and feasts and countrysides) and some, like this one, have words and designs. I think this one talks about where this horn was made and who owned it. I love the way the carving looks.
They had a little diorama of life-sized wax Black Watch men. They were the amazingly trained Scottish men. They played bagpipes as they went into battle as a fear tactic! I thought it was a little intense to have one of they guys with his leg gone! Poor kids...
They had handmade windows just like the ones at Greenfield Village! Except these ones were cruder. I don't think they were as concerned with looks at a fort.
These little cannons shot mortars. Eric took these two photos. They looked like toads to me. Only when you can see their legs, though. Aren't they beautiful?