Grandpa and Grandma took us up north in August. My blog was being ornery, so I could not get pictures. Sorry it took so long. We went on vacation and then to a wedding with my grandparents. We camped at Fort Wilkins.
We went to the fort. The fort was fun. People lived at the fort. My great, great, great (what ever many great) grandma Jane Masters, lived there. When the bell rung you should run to the fort because the Indians were attacking. One day the bell rang! All the people ran to the fort. There was a soldier trying to untangle a cow and explaining to them why the bell rang. The cow got tangled in the bell rope!
I hope to go back and explore more. There was a lot to read and I could not read it all. These are some pictures that I took of my favorite places at the fort.