Walking the trail along the Eel River.
17th Century English Village.
Emily loved the chickens that were roaming around.
The parish oven - most homes were not big enough to have their own oven for bread baking, so people used the parish over, located in the center of the village.
The spartan furnishings inside of one of the villager's home.
We spent quite a while at this home while these sisters and their brother enjoyed a delicious smelling meal. The man of the house was quite the talker and enjoyed poking fun at some of the so-called discoveries of the day, including the Great Lakes (a 44 day walk, according to John Smith) and buffalo (which he swore didn't exist).
View of the ocean from the Meeting House/Fort at the top of the Village.
Cannons.
This is a dead turkey, as in a formerly alive turkey. This Pilgrim was literally plucking it as we spoke with her. I was a bit grossed out but the girls (and Lee, of course) were intrigued.
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