The museum is housed on 2 floors in one of the former power stations and it provides and extensive history of Peenemunde and the subsequent history of space flight. The displays have an English translation but an audio guide does make it easier if you do not want to view each display. Refreshments are available as well as guide and books. I took the easy option and went by car but I noticed a train as I was leaving so public transport to the site is available.
In accordance with plans drawn up by the allies at the end of WW2 the buildings at Peenemunde were largely destroyed. A power station that is now a museum and a block house for test firings remains. There are also a GDR missile boat and a number of aircraft to view. Other areas are slowly being opened up and it is possible to follow a route outside of the museum to look at areas of interest.
The V2 was the first ballistic missile and the first man made object to go into space. The single stage rocket reached a height of 55 miles, flew a distance of 200 miles and carried a warhead of amatol explosive weighing almost 980 Kgs. Despite being the most advanced weapon of WW2 it was militarily ineffective, not very accurate and was very expensive compared to conversional weapons.
On the so called Bundesstrasse sometimes there are low tree branches.
Also look out for speed traps!
For obvious reasons, access to the area around Peenemunde Army Research Centre was restricted for nearly 60 years. Although public access has been allowed since the museum was set up in 1992, the forest around the military base has been largely isolated from human activity for over half a century, effectively creating a forest nature reserve (although I doubt that this was the military's primary intent!).
As we were driving to the base late one summer afternoon, a movement in the long grass on the road verge caught my eye, and I could hardly believe my eyes when I realised that there were two wild boar piglets (hoglets?) foraging in the vegetation! They seemed unfazed by my sharp braking, and lingered for a couple of minutes before disappearing off into the bushes in search of tasty morsels. Their camouflage of russet hair with paler 'racing stripes' was surprisingly effective, and they melted into the undergrowth as if they had never been there.
I have seen wild boar in captivity, but I have never before been priveleged enough to see them in the wild. For me they symbolise Europe in medieval times before mass urbanisation, and to see that they were still alive, well and multiplying in northern Germany was a hugely exciting. One of the absolute highlights of our trip!