Last night around 5:30 we decided to put the boys in the car to kill the last couple hours before bedtime. Cooper took a nap, which meant he was going to be up until midnight unless we got him outside running around ASAP. We decided to go up to to downtown Yorktown again since it was dark last time. It was starting to get dark when we arrived so maybe next time we will actually make it there while there is still sunlight.
This is for my brother, Ken, who I am sure never looks at this blog. :)
There were so many deer out and about.
There are also a lot of cannons scattered about on the battlefields.
Yorktown Victory Monument.
The National Park Service had this interesting little tidbit about this monument:
The Yorktown Monument to "The Alliance and Victory" was the first monument authorized by the Federal Government. It was authorized on October 29, 1781, just ten days after the victory at Yorktown. However, construction on the monument did not begin until 1881. It was completed in 1884.
When we were driving down the hill to park we saw one of the the ships that gives tours everyday during certain seasons. The boys thought it looked like a pirate ship. To the left of this picture is downtown Main Street.
To the right is the bay that eventually opens to the Atlantic.
It was almost 80 degrees only an hour or two before this but once the sun went down, it was chilly.
View of the Victory Monument from the beach.
Watching Tucker try to run/walk in the sand was entertaining.
The boys looked for seashells.
I will not be swimming in this water. In fact, I tend to avoid all salt water if I can help it. Freshwater too.
There are signs all along the beach/walkway with little tidbits about the area.
Such as the fact that there is a sunken ship from 1781 just beyond where we stood at the end of the pier.
The boys had fun running up and down the pier. I am sure the fishermen were thrilled. :)
There is something very tranquil about this area.
The Schooner docked for the evening.
We watched the lights turn on downtown and over the bridge.
Tucker took a break from the sand to sit by his daddy.
We walked back to our car and let the boys run by the light of the headlights. They looked like little ghosts but sounded more like banshees. Let me rephrase my earlier statement about how tranquil the area is: When our boys are not present, this is a very serene location. :)