On a spur of the moment decision as the sun was setting, we decided to visit a National Historic Park of Saratoga, outside of Albany, on our way back from camping in upstate New York.
I had never been to a Revolutionary War ground – really any battlefield – in the U.S. We learned about the battle itself and how it proved to the French to side with the U.S. and then trekked through the sites.
The farms were used as forts, the woods as cover with the Hudson as the eastern line. It was a beautiful area, with white posts to outline where the battle lines were. We also learned the term “redoubt.”