We're convinced that this rock is of an extraterrestrial origin.
Well, hierarchy, tasks, killing have to managed somehow.
The tunnel to the gun at Battery Townsley North echo-o-o-o.
The entryway to Battery Townsley South. Much shorter--and there isn't a hole where the gun used to be.
I wonder what the rest said.
Is that a challenge?
Well, that's one way to go.
From the pillbox looking down the hill. Rat-a-tat!
Yes.
From the pillbox, looking towards the entry to the San Francisco Bay.
In Battery Townsley North, some of the storage rooms are open for graffiti. Not that you'll see much. It's dark.
From the pillbox, looking north.
Pages from Playboy. Obviously GIs have been here.
In Battery Townsley North, the depression that held the gun (which must have been of an extraordinary magnitude) is filled with scummy water. Deep scummy water.
Fort Cronkite, San Francisco and the rest of the coast.
Well.
Who is that guy?
Looks like a strange installation. What is it? Who did it? Why?