Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Day Two: Let's All Go to Manassas, Let's All Go to Manassas. Let's All Go to Manassas, to See Ourselves Bull Run


Whew! Back at the Artillery Ridge Campground in Gettysburg, after a long day that spanned three sites, three states, and four battles. Waking up at the crack of dawn again, we made coffee and set off south across the Mason-Dixon line, feeling very authentic. On today's docket: Manassas, Virginia for the sites of First and Second Bull Run, then to Sharpsburg, Maryland for the Battle of Antietam, and then to Harper's Ferry, West Virginia to see the armory site that was raided by John Brown in 1859, setting of a chain of events that would lead the nation to war.

I was overly excited about all this, since the only Civil War Battlefield I'd been to was Gettysburg, and I was going to see some new sights today. We powered past Maryland and crossed the Potomac (for the first of FIVE TIMES today) to get to the Manassas, the site of the first real battle of the war.

A side note before I continue: I'll be using the Northern names for the battles through the blog. Most of the time it doesn't matter, since Gettysburg is Gettysburg and Fort Sumter is Fort Sumter, but there's a wrinkle in naming other battles, two of which we saw today. The North tends to name battles near strategic bodies of water after the water, hence the First and Second Battles of Bull Run, for, well, Bull Run, and the Battle of Antietam for Antietam Creek. The South tends to name battles after the closest major town, so they call First and Second Bull Run First and Second Manassas, and they call Antietam the Battle of Sharpsburg. I'll be using the Northern names for two reasons: first, I'm from the North and they're most familiar to me, and second, we won the freaking war and so we can call the battles whatever we damn well please. Winners write the history, so deal with it.

Anyway, First and Second Bull Run July 21, 1861. The First Battle is actually only on a small part of the overall field, which I suppose makes sense since it was only a few months after the last states seceded, and neither army had any idea what the hell they were doing. No one was battle-tested yet, and I've heard it described that the battle would be decided by which army panicked and broke and ran first. As it was, the Confederate Army was close to breaking when General Bee saw General Thomas Jackson recklessly forward on horseback, barely even flinching in the face of Union fire. Bee yelled to his troops “There stands Jackson, like a Stone Wall”, and an American military legend was born. The Federal troops broke first, and retreated to the safety of Washington.

In late August 1862, The Armies of the Potomac and Northern Virginia would find themselves facing off around the creek at Bull Run again, as Lee and Jackson tried to swing north to Maryland. Amanda's ancestor was actually at Second Bull Run, and we were able to trace his movements through what turned out to be a much larger battlefield. The armies were more seasoned, and the 12th Pennsylvania ended up supporting New York regiments that were cut to pieces when James Longstreet turned out to be exactly where he shouldn't have been. All I could think about tracing the second battle was how pissed I'd be if I were a soldier having to fight over the same freaking ground we'd left just over ONE YEAR AGO, but I digress. Richard Gustin was actually just a captain at this point, but in one instance near a grove of trees, his Colonel got shot, the officer who replaced the Colonel got shot, and the command of the 12th passed to Richard. He would have command off and on after the battle while his Colonel recovered from his wounds.
All in all the battlefields around Bull Run were done really well, though after getting used to Gettysburg, there seemed to me to be a dearth of monuments on the field. I mean, there were a couple, mostly put there by the Commonwealth of Virginia dealing with the whole “Stonewall Jackson gets his nickname and is badass” thing, but you can't go two feet without a monument at Gettysburg. It's actually a major reason they couldn't film the movie there, since it was shot before the days of ubiquitous CGI and it would have been prohibitively expensive to edit them out. But anyway, the Bull Runs, very well done, good maps and a nice auto tour.

But after the Second Battle of Bull Run, Lee turned north to Maryland, trying to lower Northern moral and convince Maryland to possibly secede. It took him the better part of a month to get to Sharpsburg, though it took us about an hour and half. Antietam was in many ways similar to Gettysburg, with a lot of monuments to various people and regiments, or to entire states honoring their soldiers. We actually got there just in time for a re-enactment artillery demonstration, which was by all accounts AWESOME. But though the battlefield has been very well preserved as well. With a lot of cornfields and split rail fences like Gettysburg, the thing that struck me about Antietam was how SMALL it was.

That's not to say that not a lot of the battlefield isn't preserved, it is. It's just that the whole battle took place over an area you can easily see from one elevated bluff, which in a stroke of good planning, is exactly where the Parks Service put the Visitors Center. They had an observation deck where a ranger could point out the whole thing blow by blow, which was great for a person like me who wasn't really all that familiar with Antietam, apart from the fact that it sucked.

And ooooh, did it suck. Gettysburg is the bloodiest battle of the war, with more than 5,000 men dying over the course of its three days. Antietam, on the other hand, had 2,300 men lose their lives, and the whole battle was over in an HOUR AND A HALF. Richard Gustin popped up again, having followed Lee with General McClellan from 2nd Bull Run, and the 12th Pennsylvania reserves fought over a cornfield at the northern end of the battlefield that changed hands like 6 times. He was lucky to be where he was, though, since down the slopes of the farm soldiers were fighting over what became known as “The Bloody Lane”, a sunken farm road that the Confederates used as cover to fire from. Union soldiers eventually flanked them, though, and were able to fire straight down the lane. One solider apparently said “It was like shearing sheep in a pen. I couldn't miss.” You've probably seen pictures of both the Bloody Lane and the Dunker Church, a small farmhouse used as a meetinghouse by German immigrants. People working for Matthew Brady came and photographed them after the battle, and they were the first pictures of dead soldiers on the field that most people saw.

Unfortunately by the time we'd gotten to see some of the battlefield, it was getting to be a little late in the afternoon. We've tried to space things out enough so that we're not going to be frantically rushing from place to place, but today we had a lot to see, so we did a highlights drive around Antietam and had to get going to Harper's Ferry. Which is a shame, really, since if the rest of the field was as interesting and well preserved as what we saw, we didn't really do it justice. Also we were able to find a monument to William McKinley, who was a sergeant at the battle, that was placed there after his assassination as president in 1901. It was careful to point out that McKinley was able to successfully serve hot coffee and food to his superiors whilst under enemy fire...important stuff to remember, I guess. Coffee is serious business.

Anyway, heading up to West Virginia, we came to the confluence on the Shenendoah and the Potomac (again!), and the village of Harper's Ferry. We found it right on the border of kitchy-tacky and quaint, kind of like Old Sturbridge Village meets Six Gun City, only if a crazy man had attacked it in search for weapons to start an armed slave revolt. The area around Harper's Ferry is actually really pretty, and the rivers below were littered with fishers and tubers. We were able to see a museum about the John Brown Raid in 1859, how the Marines who captured Brown were commanded by Robert E. Lee, and see the firehouse where they holed up after things went south. The actual armory isn't there anymore unfortunately; the Virginia state militia tried to seize it after Virginia seceded and the Federal troops stationed there burned it to the ground to spite the Confederates. All in all a good take, but not quite what we were expecting.

But anyway, the daylight is failing and we've got another big day ahead of us tomorrow; heading to Newport News, VA to see the USS Monitor, and then all the way down to Jacksonville, NC to stay with friends near Camp LeJeune. More later!

-M

Day One: Gettysburg, Left Flanks, Farbs, Haunted Cows


You missed a lovely sunrise today. Leaving my parents' home in Rutland under the care of my cat Buddy at 5:00, Amanda and I made our way south. Our first stop on the tour was Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, and even though it's the northernmost battlefield of the war, it still took us upwards of 8 hours to get here. One of the resounding lessons I've learned already is that as a New Englander, my sense of how big states usually are is GROSSLY at odds with the truth.

Anyway, we're settled in now after a day of seeing the sights, and getting our tour off on the right foot. Gettysburg is a good one to start with not only because it's close, but because of the huge importance it has on the narrative of the war. In the parking lot of the new Visitors Center, we saw license plates from all over the country (though sadly no other New England states), and the accents of the people around the park were scattered and disparate. The Civil War is the most important event in our nation's history, and the Battle of Gettysburg is the hinge upon which the history of the nation turns. Every American should come to Gettysburg.

Of course, one of the reasons we're on this trip., apart from being huge history geeks, is to track the war experience of Amanda's Great Great Great Grandfather, Lieutenant Colonel Richard Gustin of the 12th Pennsylvania Reserves. As luck would have it, the 12th was stationed in support of the more famous 20th Maine (of The Killer Angels fame) on Little Round Top on July 2, 1863, and then on Big Round Top on July 3. They don't have a monument on Little but do on Big, and were the extreme left flank of the Union Army during the last day of the battle.

Getting up there was a little difficult, though, as the regimental history that Amanda found has an account of them going up to Big Round Top at dusk on July 2 in pursuit of some Rebels that may or may not have actually existed, getting separated from each other and shouting around the summit until they gave up and went back to the line on Little Round Top. They were a little more successful in daylight the next day, and I can vouch that the hike up to the summit to Big is steeper than you're expecting it to be. I mean, I did it on a paved footpath in flipflops, but still.

Other than finding Richard Gustin's monument, the highlights of the day include a trek up the Eisenhower-era observation tower (my genetic Lindblad fear of heights continues to manifest itself late!) and a lengthy discussion about some cows we saw grazing on what appeared to be part of the battlefield behind the Confederate lines on Seminary Ridge. Amanda wondered why they would be allowed to graze there, and I figured they must be dining on grass that used to be the hallowed dead. So, haunted cows, I guess? Maybe the ghosts are transferred to haunted milk. There's a marketing opportunity in there somewhere for the National Parks.

After the battlefield tour we went into town and walked around a bit, passing my brother's old Frat House from when he was a student at Gettysburg College, and trying to find me a Union blue Kepi that would fit my gigantic head. It wasn't easy, and after hitting up Dirty Billy's Hats (where I got my fedora all those years ago) and a couple of other sutlers in town, we finally were able to find a middle of the road quality kepi that fit, and didn't look like crap. I dunno if I'd be able to wear it re-enacting without being called a Farb (the re-enactors term for a n00b) but it's good to have for the tour, and when I wear it makes my Ambrose Burnsides beard look less ridiculous.

But we're settling into the tent at our campsite now (right on the backside of Cemetery Ridge; you can spit into the battlefield from here), and we've go a long day ahead of us tomorrow, through Maryland, Virginia, West Virginia, and back again. More later, goodnight!

-M

Friday, July 27, 2012

What Have We Here?

So, it has come to this.

As you might know, it’s been the plan for a couple of years to
celebrate my girlfriend Amanda’s completion of a Masters in History by
taking a long vacation, and the time is almost upon us.  The thing is,
we’re both huge history geeks, and instead of doing something normal,
we’ve decided to go on a Civil War Battlefield Road Trip.

Having crossed the country on a roadtrip in 2007, I figured that I
would want to document everything as I went, and I’m a bit more
comfortable with the idea of blogging now than I was then.  I’ve kept
a seldom-updated blog for a couple of years now, and figured that
instead of trying to tack onto that, I’d strike out fresh.  So, it has
come to this.

I’ll be updating as regularly as I can along the route as time and
internet access allow, though I wanted to get the ball rolling early.
At present, the plan is to take two weeks to head from Massachusetts
down to Gettysburg, then across Maryland and Northern Virginia
(hitting up Antietam and 1st and 2nd Bull Run, Chancellorsville,
Fredericksburg, and the Wilderness), before heading south in earnest.

From the DC area, we’ll head to Virginia Beach to see Hampton Roads,
then head through North Carolina to see some friends at Camp LeJeune
in Jacksonville.  Not a lot happened in North Carolina during the war,
though so we’ll move on to South Carolina, Charleston, and Fort Sumter
before turning west through Atlanta, Andersonville, and the northern
nothingness of Alabama and Mississippi to get to Vicksburg.  From
there we head along the river to Memphis, then across Tennessee to
Nashville, Chattanooga, and Knoxville before turning back north.
Incidentally, Appomattox Court House will be our last stop, which is a
nice touch.

So, yeah.  We’ll be taking a lot of pictures, and reading a lot of
books.  We already have James MacPherson’s Battle Cry of Freedom lined
up, and are trying to procure Michael Sharraa’s The Killer Angels on
audiobook for the 8-hour trip to Gettysburg.  We’ll be doing a fair
amount of camping on or close to battlefields, and I plan on having a
blue Federal kepi to wear around the south as well ;)

I don’t know ho much updating I’ll do before the trip itself at the
end of July, but check back here once we get going for posts,
pictures, and commentary.  Should be a lot of fun!

-M