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Antietam Battlefield: Burnside Bridge Trail

The first time I visited Antietam Battlefield was in the fall of 2003, and we had little time. Kirk was showing me all the places on a visit back East, but time wasn’t on our side that day.

When we moved East this year, I noted Antietam was less than 10 miles from our home, just a drive over the Potomac River into Maryland from Shepherdstown, WV, but with a hot summer, I didn’t go explore.

We were driving back thru Maryland this weekend, and there was a Mennonite plant nursery I wanted to stop at. On the way back, we passed Antietam, and Kirk pulled in to where you can drive thru the cornfields of the battles, going past Bloody Lane. We crossed over Boonsboro Pike and continued on the historical drive.

The park.

We hooked up to what is stop 8 on the map, the end of the road. Traffic was low for a Saturday afternoon. It was still pretty warm, in the low 80s. Kirk explained the battle that took place high on the hill.

Looking down at the Burnside Bridge from the top of the hill. The Confederacy was on the hill, the Union on the other side of the creek.
I took the very smooth, paved pathway down from the parking lot.
Looking out towards the Snavely Ford Trail, a loop. More trails to explore.
At the bottom of the hill is a plaque that details the battle on September 17th, 1862.
The bridge was built in 1836, though it had to be preserved about a decade ago. It has held up well. It was originally called Rohrbach Bridge or Lower Bridge. After the war, it was used until 1966 for traffic until a modern bridge was built nearby.
I crossed the bridge and walked around the other side. There are more trails, but I wasn’t prepared to hike. There was no water with me, and it was toasty in the sun. This was exploratory this visit. But as I’ve said recently, if I have a chance to stop and see something, I should take it. Cooler weather is coming this week. More exploring soon!
The Sycamore Tree by the bridge is old. The docent I chatted with said it was a sapling of maybe 10 years old when the battle happened. It is a beautiful tree. 
In 1862 the fence existed here, in photos taken at the time.
A beautiful bridge, there were three built in the area, apparently.

After reading plaques and chatting, I headed back across the bridge, then continued the walking path along the creek, heading to a lower parking area. Kirk had driven down to pick me up. As a kid, he often explored these battlefields. His Dad was a Civil War buff.

I’ll be back soon with the boys. And water. There are so many trails to walk in the park, and so much to learn. Im just glad we took the time to stop.

~ Sarah

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