Day 43 - Fort Stevens

Whooshing Broom

The entrance to Battery Russell. Yes, they spelled it wrong.

The are the Soft Bunks. The enlisted guys get the Hard Bunks.

Battery Russell's air conditioning system.

It's our next-to-last day, and finally, the Black Helicopters show up. They must have had some pressing matters to attend to, because they have ignored us all trip.

The Team on the Stairs to The Battery.

A sheltic blur regards the spiral of doom.

The amazing reversible alcove.

It's not clear what was in the statue niches.

The niches are empty - but now have an amazing propensity to float in space.

The Observation Slit

It is never wise to taunt the MAGA Hats.

Best Fort guards ever.

The Arch.

Hide and seek.

The never ending play on the stairs to nowhere.

Guard dog.

Crazy Space. Crazy Place.

The fine line.

Keeping watch - yeah - we have both sides covered.

This tree would fit perfectly in a Halloween Forest.

The Team at the Observation Slit

Could have been a good restaurant.

The original prototype for Queen Hatshepsut's Temple, built here in pre-Columbian times. It is not known why they would do this so far away from the Valley of the Kings.

I am always watching.

Picture Window

When the garden wins.

Russ in the Forest of Surrealists.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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