— — the gold needle that started the city.
“Peter the Great laid the first stone on Hare Island in May of 1703, and the city of St. Petersburg grew out from the fortress walls. The cathedral inside, with its thin gold spire, holds the tombs of almost every Romanov from Peter onward. The bastions never saw a real siege. The noon cannon still fires from the Naryshkin Bastion, the way it has, on and off, for three hundred years. from the studio
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The Peter and Paul Fortress sits on Hare Island, a small island in the Neva delta across from the Winter Palace. Peter the Great laid the foundation on 27 May 1703 — the date St. Petersburg counts as its founding — to hold the Neva against the Swedes during the Great Northern War. The fortress and its surrounding canals are part of the Historic Centre of Saint Petersburg, inscribed by UNESCO in 1990. Six bastions of brick and earth ring the island; inside them stands the cathedral that gives the fortress its name.
The cathedral inside the fortress, finished in 1733 to the design of Domenico Trezzini, broke with Russian church tradition. Trezzini gave it a Petrine Baroque facade and a thin golden spire that rises 122.5 metres above the Neva, the tallest Orthodox bell tower in the world for two centuries. The crypt holds the tombs of almost every Romanov ruler from Peter the Great onward, including the remains of Nicholas II and his family, reinterred there in 1998. The bastion walls were faced in granite in the 1780s under Catherine the Great.
The fortress is open year-round; the cathedral, mint, prison museum, and bastion walks each carry a separate ticket. The Naryshkin Bastion fires a single noon cannon every day, a tradition that began in the eighteenth century and resumed in 1957 after a wartime pause. The best light falls on the spire late on a midsummer evening, when the white nights leave the sky a slow lilac well past eleven. Winter visits trade the warmth for the Neva frozen hard against the bastion walls and the spire bright against grey.