Unlike the thousands of people at the Valrag down at Piers 30-32, the crowd at the Bunker Hill was manageable:
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Let’s start at the back, as the tours did. Countless Tomahawk missiles are down there, probs:
A five-inch gun, Harpoon missile launchers, and Old Glory – Gaia bless America:
Those petroleum mishaps clean up in a jiff with the Oil Spill Containment Kit:
The fix-it shop for twirlypoppers:
This giant bell sits amidships:
They turn it upside-down for baptisms, if you can read the etchings:
Now we’re at the bridge, where you can see the Financh and the Bay Bridge:
The helm. Left and right are clearly marked – how convenient!
The view from the bridge overlooking the waterfront:
Now we’re at the bow, where you can pose with an AR-15:
This isn’t your grandfather’s cruiser. The way you can tell that is by the small bore size of this five-inch gun. Of course, this is a missile boat, primarily, not a gun boat:
And way up at the fron, the First Navy Jack: Don’t Tread On Me. It’s in vogue now, in this post-9/11 era.
All the deets, in English and Russian:
And There You Have It.