Fort Ancient Trading Post

You need to experience this place. It’s like nothing you’ve ever seen… Maybe in a movie. I love this place. There are rooms and rooms with the most eclectic selections I’ve ever seen. And there are more things out back in the barns. Go see this and you’ll be telling friends about it for weeks. I guarantee that you’ll like it. Don’t expect fancy. It’s raw, but great. Hard to describe. Just go.

This place is a wonderful place to go to. If you get the opportunity check this place out. Just remember to bring a nickel so you can check out the vintage peep show. Absolutely fabulous.
It is run by a father & son who live right across the street. When you go in you can see them strumming one of the instruments behind them. Rather it be a banjo, guitar, etc. The son is very passionate about Civil War and military antiques.
They do have some Reproduction but not many. They have a lot of vintage Life magazines prices ranges from $ 10 — $ 20. If you are looking for vintage clothes I wouldn’t suggest it. Unless you are looking for vintage military uniforms.
There is wonderful out buildings as well. Oh the out buildings I could on and on about those buildings. I went there on March 13 and they had not just one but 2 vintage doctor bags. Yes you might have to dig but there are so many treasures at this place.
If you are a book worm there is definitely a place for you here.
I love this place, if I could give it more than 5 stars I would

This is the most wonderful place in the world. It’s a perfect mix of rotted out disgusting junk (like the stuffed fox that has been steadily decaying for the past 12 years that I’ve been going there, and the dusty old lady hats that make me want to run away) and an endless cache of curiosities .
I make trips there, especially in the Fall, just to take pictures. This is a true rarity, in part, because it’s dangerous. The place feels like it’s going to collapse around you if you breath too heavy. And you just might, because the air is filled with ancient musty spores.
The place is run by a father and son who live across the winding country road. I’ve often found the door locked, only to turn around and see the old man riding full tilt across the street on his rusted out beach cruiser. These guys are knowledgeable, and somewhat strange. They’re amateur Civil War historians, if that tells you anything. And they don’t seem to get out much.
The entranceway is hung with old iron farm implements. It looks like a torture chamber, and for all I know, it might be. The counter is filled with trilobites and other fossils, old knives, buttons, marbles, rocks, and candy. I don’t think it’s a good idea to eat the candy. Behind the counter is a rotating stock of old guitars, banjos, and mandolins. The narrow walkway leads you into a bigger room full of glass cases, the walls stacked with boxes and shelves full of a billion interesting things. Three other scary rooms branch from that.
I could go on. Check out the pictures.