Sally, Beth and I spent the night before in Corinth, Mississippi and drove to Shiloh this morning after breakfast.
We tried to do the auto-tape tour, and for a while it was interesting. But about a third of the way along the route, Beth decided she was no longer interested. She began to drown out the tape, and Sally was too busy trying to entertain her to listen, so we gave up.
We parked the car and walked along the Sunken Road to the Peach Orchard, close to where the fighting started.
This cabin is the only building still standing that was there in 1862. (But it wasn’t in this spot. There was a cabin on this spot during the battle, but it was destroyed.)
Our walk took us past Bloody Pond. During the battle, men from both armies crawled to the pond for a drink. So many dead and wounded ended up in the water that it was stained red. It isn’t an impressive body of water — slimy and muddy. I knew it was small, but I didn’t know it was this small.
The worst fighting took place in the Hornet’s Nest. The woods were, and are very thick. I’m fighting my own battle — Beth was tired and hungry and wanted down.
Here’s Beth playing by the tomb of 500 Confederate soldiers.
Shortly after we got back in the car, she fell asleep. We didn’t want to wake her, so we only stopped a few more placed and only I got out of the car. One of those places was the remains of the tree under which Confederate General Albert Sydney Johnson died.