We were pretty adventurous this weekend, which is so not our style. We are, usually-- as Gladys Taber would say-- "stay at home birds."
Saturday morning we ventured over to Arkansas to visit the Civil War Battlefield and national park at Pea Ridge. Pea Ridge doesnt get as much attention as the sites like Gettysburg, but it was a pivotal battle during the frigid winter fighting in early 1862 and decided the fate of Missouri and other western state's in whether they'd remain in the union or go with the confederacy. After fierce fighting, the aftermath of Pea Ridge saw Missouri and the west side with the Yankees.
The poor fighters have long gone now, leaving behind their dearly departed, faded echos of cannon fire, and pieces of history, such as The Elk Horn Tavern. The Tavern today is rebuild-- the original structure was lost to fire--twice--- but the chimneys and beautiful stone fireplaces remained.
According to the website of the Pea Ridge National Military Park:
"Close to 23,000 soldiers fought at Pea Ridge on March 7 and 8, 1862. Many of the soldiers were from small towns and had never traveled more than twenty miles away from home before they joined the Army. They were farmers, merchants, teachers, mechanics, lawyers and countless other occupations before they enlisted.