Thanks to a head's up from fellow miniatures gamer Eric Turner, I learned about a games day at Fort Mifflin, Philadelphia's own star fort and site of a dramatic battle in 1777. My brother Adam brought his son Jonah, and it was a great day for a family outing. As I was playing Dad, I could not get in on the miniatures gaming, but since there was so much to see and do, I didn't mind in the least. It was my first visit to Fort Mifflin, a place I have wanted to visit for decades, ever since I caught a glimpse of it out of an airplane window on the approach to PHL (Indeed, my kids loved having jets scream overhead every five minutes).
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Due to a misreading, Audrey was vaguely disappointed when she learned we were not about to visit "Fort Muffin." I confess that would have been cool. |
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The land approach. The existing fort dates to the early- to mid-19th century, the original having been pounded into rubble by the British navy. |
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Eric (at right) trying to get his Redoats up Bunker Hill. |
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The afternoon game waits its turn. |
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Tristan gets pegged in the belly with a cannonball. |
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Dungeon dancing. |
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Adam and Jonah arrive just as we reach the ramparts. |
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No, serious. This was an actual dungeon, home to many unfortunate confederates in the Civil War. |
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Gun emplacements overlooking the Delaware. |
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An itty bitty gun. |
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The reproduction cartoon lampoons the attack on Fort Mifflin. the fort is personified as a woman firing a cannon between her legs. I think this image gives Dr. Freud a posthumous headache. BTW, the ship portrayed in the lower left is named the "Roebuck." I assume it's named for an ancestor. |
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There were teams of Quiddich players doing their thing. Laugh if you will, but any sport that involves running around with a wooden pole between your legs takes pure courage. They haven't built the cup that's strong enough for me to give it a try. |
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The main gate. The kids were impressed that the fort had a moat. |
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Checking out a powder magazine. Apparently Adam and I were not supposed to stand atop it. |
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Audrey's favorite part was playing Dungeons and Dragons in an actual dungeon. That's the sort of thing that can raise one's nerd cred 17 points. |
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Tristan and I found this swallow's nest in one corner of the dungeon. There were three speckled eggs inside. |
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