Some of the helmets were meticulously decorated like this one with a dragon on top.

Greeting all entrants to the museum was a pair of knights on horseback flagging the doorway.

Some interesting items, powder carriers and primers. Nothing simple about these. Everything had to be bigger and better than the next guys. I think the French must have invented the "Short Man" syndrome. Napoleon just made it popular.

Another helmet decorated rather elaborately. I think this one was suppose to be a griffin if I remember correctly. I guess I'll have to go back and check the display someday just to be sure.

If you have a triple barrel gun, you must have had a triple bladded knife some time earlier. Yeap, here it is.

I'm glad I'm not a horse, for a lot of reasons, but this would be one for sure. Can you imagine the weight of this armor?

Knights on display. I told the kids look closely at the armor and see if you can see anything. You wonder how these got in a museum? Most of them had a flaw or two, let's say a chink in their armor. If you were the guy that one, most likely, your armor didn't end up in a museum. Just some food for thought.

We got in trouble for this. The guy was coming to bust us. This was Brittany's suggestion. I think I could have gotten away with it if Tanner had moved quicker and I didn't use the flash. I think Gustave, the security guard, was ready to have a duel after this. We climbed all over the ones outside and nobody cared, why would these be any different? Gustave disagreed. Maybe his family armor is housed in the museum so he is a little uptight. What does that say about his relatives? Not the brightest bricks in the stack, or the toughtest balls in the cannons since we are talking about cannons. Those are Tyler's legs, he is watching as we get busted.

The museum takes military from the beginning of time to current. We found this sign for American warfare and Tyler couldn't resist.