A small group of barefooters hiked the Boston Freedom Trail on a chilly and somewhat wet afternoon. |
A panhandler with an amusingly scary premise, leaning up against the Old State House. |
Cranking the glass harp for the player in Paul Revere Mall. This area is heavily enclosed by trees and holds humidity and a lot of leaf detritus; the bricks were positively slimy. |
We diverged from the Trail a little toward Bunker Hill, as the view up Monument St is much more impressive than along where the Trail goes. |
On reaching the top 200 feet higher, one can stand on top of the ventilation shaft and look straight down to the light in the bottom. Not for the leery of heights, by any means. |
We all arrived and managed to crowd in for our "barefooter money shot". |
Not much view was available out the windows, with lots of milling people in the way. The small space at the top was quite humid. |
Another deviation from the Trail brought us back through Paul Revere Park and across the Charles River locks instead, which are much more interesting. The grilles to keep debris out of the workings are *quite* rusty. |
One of the locks was about to open just as we reached it, so we got to see how it carries the walkway completely away on top of it.  There used to be rubber tires on these rollers... |
A loud siren drew our attention over to the open railroad drawbridge out of North Station, which then lowered to let trains rumble across. |