Peek around the corner at Mystic Seaport, and the world changes. Suddenly, the masts and spars of tall ships. Suddenly, the sound of the measured clop of the horses pulling a surrey.
Along the Mystic River in Mystic, Connecticut the commercial sailing ships of generations of seamen were built, from the late 18th century to the early 20th, when steam and diesel took the wind out of our sails. A few businessmen got together just as the Great Depression brought more hard times to weather, and created the maritime museum that eventually became Mystic Seaport, a re-created 19th century coastal village.
The world’s largest collection of maritime photography are housed here, the replica schooner “Amistad” was built here, and the last American wooden whaling ship, the Charles W. Morgan waits for you to trod upon its decks.
For more on Mystic Seaport, have a look at this website.
Been there? Done that? Bought the T-shirt? Let us know.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Mystic Seaport
Posted by Jacqueline T. Lynch at 7:32 AM
Labels: 19th century, 20th Century, Connecticut, museums
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