The grumpiest man on earth is the gatekeeper to the range. He snapped away during the check in process. They do some kind of background check (hope that cemetery entry does not pop up) take your picture and send you in. He knew the museum was closing but took his sweet time muttering not sure you are going to make it in. Once past Mr. Grump the military personnel take over. The directions I was given were walk on the path to the right and cross over as safely as you can. Safely as I can, hmm, wonder what that means. Turns out to be a version of dodge the cars or maybe a game of Frogger with people to get across. I made it can't imagine how ridiculous that looked me jogging and dodging traffic to reach the museum. This must be base entertainment.