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View from the auto shop, or something garage-like at the missile site. | |
These structures were built with sandbags filled with concrete, laid in circular formations. Quite nice, especially with the ingrown vegetation. War? | |
Chapel in the Presidio. WIth those bullhorns, the word of God is coming to you whether or not you want it. | |
Yeah, they just sort of gave way. | |
Evered wondered how high something was, or how far away, and how to hit it? | |
Yeah, that's not scary at all. | |
The Farallon Islands are far away. Well, not that far. Those are feets, remember. | |
These "Fire Points" were placed all around the building. Were people supposed to stand in these spots when the missiles were launched? | |
From the guardhouse at the missile site, looking downhill. Note the fenced corridor, allowing for the defenders to entrap the oncoming army with fire. | |
Let me out of here! | |
From the tin-shack mine-like underground space, looking up. | |
Yeah, that's where we're going. | |
You can see north towards Muir Beach, Point Reyes and beyond. | |
Through the hole in the pillbox's fire shield. Ocean Beach is in the distance. | |
Welcome to the missile site. | |
I dare you to... | |
Missiles launching over the Golden Gate Bridge. Yeah. | |
When we reached the missile site, I put on the yellow shirt, courtesy of Brandon McPhail at Reed College. And lo! The colors! It was a total concidence! | |
The road just sort of went that way. |
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