Mum and Trixie remained on the parade grounds, while Pops went to the upper level – the only access being by a ramp-like set of stairs that was to the right on the only gate into the small fort. They had a right turn angle to them – making it easy to defend.
The upper level offered fine views of the city and channel, and of the fort’s center down below; each point of the star had the sentry box tower – although the one on the seaward point was a taller tower that may have been used as a lighthouse of sorts. Green cannon, mortars and other relics of the fort’s past were set out for all to see and admire.
After Pops descended from the upperworks, and the three of us went on to explore the lower levels, each room highlighting an aspect of the fort’s long history.
Outside between the fort and waterfront, the walls are huge, looming up like an unfinished pyramid, not unlike those we have seen in Mexico. The material, a local quarried coral, is sunken in here and there between layers of harder mortar, and has a uniform gray color from ages of drying and absorbing pollution.