Spike on vacation
Spike went with me to Gettysburg. He wanted to hang out in some of the bloodier spots.
WARNING: B&W images of Civil War bodies under battlefield cuts.
"They call this formation the Devil's Den. I thought I'd get some exercise and climb a bit."
"This field behind me is the Triangular Field. They say it's haunted. They say you can't take pictures there. Yeah, right."
"The famous Sharpshooter's nest. The photographer actually staged this. He dragged some poor dead bloke around and posed him. Not that I've been above posing a few corpses in my day. Mind you, it was typically to amuse Drusilla."
You can get a good view of Little Round Top from here.
"A lot of people died here, too. They call it the Slaughter Pen. Hee. I've done my share of slaughterin' in pens. Seriously, though. Imagine trying charge ahead over these bloody big rocks while blokes are firing down at you."
On the way home:
"Hello from Foamhenge! You heard me right. We were going to go to the Natural Bridge in Virginia, but they wanted a bloody $18.00 and you couldn't just nip out and see the damn thing and come back. So we stopped at this thingie some bloke had made in his field a couple of miles a way. It was free!"
"Until next time, kiddies. See you on the milk cartons."
WARNING: B&W images of Civil War bodies under battlefield cuts.
"They call this formation the Devil's Den. I thought I'd get some exercise and climb a bit."
"This field behind me is the Triangular Field. They say it's haunted. They say you can't take pictures there. Yeah, right."
"The famous Sharpshooter's nest. The photographer actually staged this. He dragged some poor dead bloke around and posed him. Not that I've been above posing a few corpses in my day. Mind you, it was typically to amuse Drusilla."
You can get a good view of Little Round Top from here.
"A lot of people died here, too. They call it the Slaughter Pen. Hee. I've done my share of slaughterin' in pens. Seriously, though. Imagine trying charge ahead over these bloody big rocks while blokes are firing down at you."
On the way home:
"Hello from Foamhenge! You heard me right. We were going to go to the Natural Bridge in Virginia, but they wanted a bloody $18.00 and you couldn't just nip out and see the damn thing and come back. So we stopped at this thingie some bloke had made in his field a couple of miles a way. It was free!"
"Until next time, kiddies. See you on the milk cartons."