The Queen Of The World and I went to Gettysburg yesterday and took a horseback tour of the battlefield. It's an outstanding way to see the site - it gives you more of a nineteenth century feel.
Our guide was outstanding and really helped visualize the battle. Looking at just how far in front of the lines General Sickles pushed the III Corps was something that makes your stomach lurch when you see it. I'd known the story, but in an intellectual way. Seeing that 700 yard gap where he exposed his troops made clear just what an idiot he was.
It was also eye opening to visualize just how big Pickett's charge was, which covered maybe half a mile in width. It was still a huge mistake, but the sheer scope of it was something that I'd only known intellectually. I really recommend this ride, from National Riding Stables. The horses are all rescued from kill pens (the last stop before the slaughterhouse). I rode Gus, a former plow horse who had been cruelly abused but who is a gentle giant who cannot get too much love and affection. He's also by far the largest horse I've ever been on, which made it easier to see the sights that were pointed out. Gus wasn't particularly peppy, but that wasn't the point.
And then we went on to dinner at the Dobbins House in Gettysburg. As a funny coincidence, reader Roy left a comment yesterday recommending the place which I only saw when we sat down to eat. I can heartily second his recommendation - the food was excellent and the venue is fabulous. It was built in 1776 and was a way station for the Underground Railroad, and has a nice (if small) museum. It also has ghosts*, apparently - The Queen Of The World took this picture while we were eating. The ghost can be seen right behind the young lady.
Highly, highly recommended.
* You might not believe in ghosts, but I'm told that I do. And I'm actually OK with that. It was a fun evening.