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Corfe Castle
The Square, Corfe Castle, Wareham, Dorset BH20 5EZ
Telephone: 01929 481294 (Infoline)
One of Britain's most majestic ruins and once a controlling gateway through the Purbeck Hills, the castle boasts breathtaking views and several waymarked walks. The demolition of the castle in 1646 by the Parliamentarians marked the end of a rich history as both fortress and royal residence. With its fallen walls and secret places, it is a place to explore, a giant playground for children of all ages. The crumbling ruins and subtle invasion by plants and animals, along with its almost ethereal quality as light and weather change, all contribute to the unique atmosphere of Corfe Castle. Note: steep, uneven slopes, steps and sudden drops.
Don't miss
Uncover the secrets of Dorset's iconic medieval monument.
Discover how royalty, warfare and nature have shaped the castle.
Spot the 'murder holes' and count the arrow loops.
Making the most of your day
Open-air theatre and cinema. Enid Blyton's birthday celebration (11 August). Family and general tours. Castle Quests during school holidays. Living History events and jester fun days. Dogs: welcome on a short lead
A brief history
Corfe Castle has had a long and eventful history. Positioned strategically in the gap between the Purbeck hills, it was perfect for defending inland Dorset against attack from the sea. The surrounding agricultural lands and forests were rich, and could be used to provide food and resources for the Castle. Not surprisingly, therefore, Corfe Castle was a royal fortress for over 600 years.
A King is murdered
In 978, before the present Castle was built, legend has it that King Edward the Martyr was murdered at Corfe by his stepmother who wanted to put her own son, Ethelred ‘the Unready’, on the throne. While stag hunting in the Purbeck forest, Edward paid a visit to Corfe, where Elfryda is said to have offered him a goblet of wine, then treacherously had him stabbed in the back while he drank it.
A castle is built
Corfe Castle was begun by William the Conqueror soon after his arrival in Britain in 1066. It was served by the surrounding community in return for the use of homes and land, as well as shelter in the Castle in times of trouble. Much of the Isle of Purbeck was a Royal Forest so the hunting of game without royal permission was punishable by death.
A state prison
Corfe was one of King John’s favourite castles. Between 1199 and 1216 he added a great many defences. During his troubled reign the castle was often used as a prison, where many prisoners met their deaths. King John also turned Corfe Castle into a comfortable royal residence. There would have been a garden and a kitchen to grow and prepare food for the king’s table.
A private home
From the 14th to the 16th centuries, Corfe Castle was less important as a royal stronghold and often fell into disrepair. In 1572 Queen Elizabeth I sold it to her Lord Chancellor, Sir Christopher Hatton, who converted it into a prestigious home, complete with fine furniture, tapestries and silk cushions. In 1635 Corfe Castle was bought by Sir John Bankes.
The Castle is demolished
Following the death of her husband during the Civil War, Lady Mary Bankes successfully defended the castle during a siege in 1643. During a second siege in 1646 an act of betrayal by a member of her garrison led to their capture. They deliberately demolished the castle resulting in the dramatic ruin you see today.Much of the missing stone can be found in the houses of Corfe Castle Village.
Corfe Castle and The National Trust
The task of The National Trust today is to protect and strengthen what remains of the Castle. Archaeological excavations are being used to reveal more of the castle’s past. Corfe Castle is part of the huge Kingston Lacy estate left to The National Trust in 1981 by Ralph Bankes, a direct descendant of Sir John Bankes.
Discover the Castle
From kings to ravens, ladies to peasants, Corfe Castle has offered sanctuary to people from many walks of life during its history. Discover all this and more among the Castle ruins.
Whet your appetite with these five highlights from the Castle:
The perfect position
Corfe Castle is strategically positioned on top of a steep chalk mound, surrounded by a defensive ditch. The Castle's defenders could prepare for any attack on the Purbeck Hills coming from Poole Harbour on the South Purbeck Coast.
The position of the Castle, high on the mound, made it appear almost impenetrable to invading forces. The Corfe Castle of the 21st century is very different to that of its early life. Today, there are still magnificent views over the surrounding countryside, but they are enjoyed by tourists, rather than kings, queens and knights.
Murderous defences
Though the Castle now lies in ruins, many of its defences can still be seen today. The Castle's first line of defence, the Outer Gatehouse, now welcomes visitors, not enemies. Look up from the South-west Gatehouse and you will see murderholes, where defending soldiers would have poured rocks on their enemies.
With walls punctured by arrow-slits and crowned with the remnants of the battlement, it is no wonder the Castle was known as 'the most secure of all English Castles'.
Grassy slopes
Today, the Castle terraces are far removed from the hustle and bustle of medieval times. However they do prove very popular with visitors. Families often picnic on the grass, and more often than not, can be seen rolling down the slopes!
A very romantic ruin
Following the fall of the Castle, much of the stone was removed and used to build the neighbouring village. The Castle was then left for nature to reclaim.
Wild flowers thrived on the grassy terraces, and ivy began to climb the walls. Soon Victorian tourists began flocking to the Castle to enjoy the picturesque and romantic ruin. You can still enjoy the magic of the Castle today.
Exploration, discovery & adventure
The Castle is perfect for adventurers of any age. From the depths of the dungeon to the highest point on the hill, the Castle is full of interesting nooks and crannies ripe for investigating.
Imagine having to defend the Castle as you peer through the arrow-slits, discover what it was like to live within the Castle during medieval times, and of course re-enact sword battles to defend your picnic from hungry raiders!
Explore the Estate
The Corfe Castle and Purbeck estate covers about 8,000 acres of the Isle of Purbeck and includes an extensive stretch of coastline, including such delights as Studland Beach, Old Harry Rocks, Dancing Ledge and Seacombe Cove.
Nearby Kingston Lacy has a past that is inextricably linked with the history of the Castle. Following the dramatic fall of Corfe Castle, Kingston Lacy was built as the new family home by Ralph, the second son of Sir John and Lady Mary Bankes.
If you want to find out more about 'Brave Dame Mary' and her family, Kingston Lacy is well worth a trip.
Whet your appetite with these highlights from the estate:
Studland Beach & Nature Reserve
Studland beach and nature reserve is home to many rare birds and invertebrates. Drop into the visitor centre to find out more about the Studland nature trails and birds, plants, snakes and lizards you might see. While you are there, don't forget about the three miles of sandy beach!
Corfe Castle Village and Common
The charming village of Corfe Castle nestles at the foot of the mound. Stone from the Castle was pillaged to build the village as we see it today. The nearby Corfe Common is a haven for botanists and historians. Much of the land has not been ploughed for centuries and as such is rich in wild flowers, stone age flint workings and bronze age burial mounds.
Heathland and quarries
Heathland
Purbeck's heathland is home to many rare plants and creatures. All of the heathland is designated as a Site of Special Scientific Interest and as such is carefully managed to maintain natural biodiversity and to protect the heath for future generations.
Quarries
During the medieval period Purbeck was intensively quarried for its distinctive limestone. Purbeck stone can be seen around the country, including in famous buildings such as Westminster Abbey. Today, the remaining quarries serve as a reminder of the importance of Purbeck stone, not only to the local economy but also to Britain's architectural heritage.
World Heritage coast site
The Dorset coastline is extremely honoured to be classified as a World Heritage site, known as the Jurassic Coast. You can turn amateur dinosaur hunter and spend some enjoyable hours foraging on the beach for evidence of prehistoric life.
Families of the Castle
A castle's history is nothing without the inhabitants. If the walls could talk, they would undoubtedly speak of the treachery and bloodshed that had taken place inside the Castle. Here are just a few of the many colourful characters that we know had some involvement with the Castle:
Edward the Martyr
Legend has it that Corfe was the scene of Edward the Martyr's murder in 978. The teenage king is said to have been on a hunting trip in Purbeck, when he was set upon and stabbed. The order for his death supposedly came from Elfryda, his wicked step-mother, so that her son Ethelred could succeed to the throne.
King John
King John built on Corfe Castle's formidable reputation during his reign - as he used the Castle as a royal treasury. Treasure wasn't the only thing the wayward king kept there though. He also used the Castle to imprison his niece, Princess Eleanor (the Fair Maid of Brittany). John spent much time and money improving the Castle's defences.
Edward I
During his reign, Edward I re-modelled the Castle's Outer Gatehouse. He made it two storeys high with ramparts above, three sets of arrow-slits, a drawbridge, a murderhole, a portcullis, another murderhole, a thick oak gate and drawbar, extra guards and even added another portcullis! By the end of the refit, the Castle was absolutely impregnable. In Edward I's reign the Constable of Corfe Castle was the fourth highest paid Constable in England, highlighting the Castle's importance in the medieval period.
Elizabeth I and Sir Christopher Hatton
By 1572 the Castle had become a country house rather than a fortress. Elizabeth I sold the Castle to her friend and Chancellor, Sir Christopher Hatton, thereby ending its 500 years as a royal home.
The Bankes family
During the 17th century, the Castle was home to the Bankes family, who were staunch Royalists. Following the outbreak of the Civil War, the Castle was attacked by Parliamentarians. With Sir John away from the Castle, defending the home fell to Lady Bankes and her family, 80 defenders, a cannon and some loyal servants. They successfully held the Castle. Two years later however, during a second siege, Lady Bankes was betrayed by one of her garrison, Col. Pitman. Lady Bankes survived the siege and moved to her family home in Middlesex. She died there 1667.
Corfe's ravens
The legend of the ravens
As with the Tower of London, Corfe always had resident ravens. Many believed that something terrible would happen if the ravens left the castle. According to local legend, that is exactly what happened in 1638. In 1643, during the Civil War, Corfe was besieged by Cromwell's men, and three years after the Castle was all but destroyed.
Whether the ravens knew of the troubled future of the Castle, we cannot say, but they are definitely back - even though the Castle is crumbling!
Today's ravens
Ravens have been seen roosting and trying to nest around the Castle since 2000, but were sadly unsuccessful. However, in 2003, they finally found a place to nest. Shortly after, two healthy fledglings hatched. They have successfully bred since then and if you're visiting the Castle between February and May, keep a look out for these fabulous birds.
More than just ravens
It's not only ravens that enjoy the Castle's hospitality. You can also see Grey Wagtails and Peregrine Falcons in and around the Castle. In the winter, Black Redstarts can be seen bobbing around the walls, and you can often witness majestic buzzards soaring between the hills.
Get in touch
01929 481294 (Infoline) 01929 480921 (shop) Fax: 01929 477067 Email: corfecastle@nationaltrust.org.uk
Prices 2011
Gift Aid Admission (Standard Admission prices in brackets) Castle: adult £7.50 (£6.81), child £3.75 (£3.40), family £18.75 (£17.04), family (1 adult) £11.25 (£10.22). Paying visitors and members arriving by public transport offered a voucher redeemable at the National Trust shop or tea-room in Corfe Castle
Shopping & eating
Delightful licensed 18th-century tea-room, with tea garden. Enjoy a traditional Dorset cream tea with local clotted cream. Treat yourself to a light lunch and homemade pudding. Locally made gifts in our shop in the village square.
Parking
Pay and display at Castle View, off A351 (800 yards walk uphill to castle). Members free. Norden park and ride (all-day parking, ½ mile walk to castle) and West Street in village (pay and display), neither National Trust
Learning
Suitable for school groups. Education room/centre. Hands-on activities. Interactive exhibition at Castle View
Families & children
Baby-changing facilities. Pushchairs and baby back-carriers admitted. Family guide. Children's guide. Children's quiz/trail. School holiday activities inc. family treasure trails. Baby back-carriers for loan (small donation requested). Children must be accompanied by an adult within the castle
Places to stay
One holiday cottage with superb views of the castle and surrounding hills, an ideal base for exploring the Dorset coastline. Sleeps 4 people. Available for short breaks and week bookings.
Access
Mobility information
Parking
In main car park. Drop-off point
WCs
At castle entrance and at visitor centre (in National Trust car park)
Grounds
Partly accessible, steep slopes, some steps, uneven paths, undulating terrain. Some visitors may require assistance from their companion
Group visits
One of Britain's most majestic ruins, this medieval castle has been an important stronghold since the time of William the Conqueror. Defended during the Civil War by the redoubtable Lady Bankes, the castle fell to treachery from within and was heavily slighted afterwards by the Parliamentarians.
Note: unbooked guided tour numbers restricted to 30, guided tours can be booked for larger groups
Group Visits
Visit
Average length of visit: 1 hour 30 minutes. Guided tour (additional charge)
Coach parking
Coaches
Coach parking, 800 yards. 4 spaces. Castle is 10 minute walk up a steep hill. There is a coach park and ride scheme available at Norden via Swanage Railway (01929 425800). Castle entrance is then a short level walk away
On site catering
Catering
Traditional tea-room (licensed), assisted service, 65 covers by castle entrance in village square. Groups can reserve tables
Learning at Corfe Castle
Corfe Castle was built by William the Conqueror in the 11th century and left in ruins by the Parliamentarians in 1646.
The National Trust acquired it, in 1981 as part of a bequest from Ralph Bankes (it included part of Corfe Castle village, Corfe Common and other nearby lands).
This romantic ruined castle with sweeping views over Poole harbour now boasts a visitors centre with interactive displays and a separate study room, alongside a variety of children's activities and seasonal events:
Castle tours offer a great way to bring the ruins to life for youngsters and adults alike - an expert guide can place the ancient structure into its geographical and historical context.
The study room's imaginative 'hands-on' activities - from early medieval costumes to examining archaeological finds - provides an excellent preparation for, or follow-up to, a castle tour. The study room is best suited to pupils aged 7-14 (KS2 and 3), but other ages can be catered for.
Guided walks looking at Corfe Castle village as a rural settlement, or at Corfe Common are also available.
All education activities require pre-booking. Current charges are £2 (+VAT) per student per activity. The two activities are hands-on study room sessions and guided tours. From March 2010 the charge will be £2.50
A interesting and eventful evening spent with the delightful Peter Spencer. We both got a good soaking and spoke to some brave surfers who were just venturing out to try the new craze of night surfing as we returned to our cars........ now I thought night photography was risky!!
Thanks for looking folks.
Marina had an eventful Sunday. She's been getting things ready for her sisters to come home soon and finally meet them! :)
After an eventful morning photographing deer I made my way home to find this horrific accident. To my surprise the person was pulled from the wreckage.
Had an eventful day at Milford Point. Saw gulls, cormorants, plovers, sandpipers, egrets, sanderlings, oyster catchers, and two red knots.
Best part was being surrounded by plovers and sanderlings. I set up with a tripod and the birds were simply feeding all around me. A great first time birding experience. Some were so close that the camera could not focus.
After a eventful wknd topping it off with a couple of days in Wales was perfect n where better to end it than the lovely Llandudno a place that many favour n a definite love of mine!! The sun was shining once more for me 😊☀️ which is always a bonus xx
ENG: Today I'm sharing a little photo art for your eyes. I photographed an ancient Tatra tram with an eventful GDR history in Trappenfelde (Mehrow) in Brandenburg with my iPhone and then traced the whole thing in Affinity's iPad application. And this is what came out.
How does this old GDR tram called Tatra KT4D actually get to Brandenburg? To the village of Trappenfelde (Mehrow), where even a bus rarely goes? The rather overgrown and now rusty tram named 219..040-8 from the mid-1970s by the Berlin transport company was long thought to be lost. But a few amateur criminologists were able to reconstruct the tram's route to Trappenfelde. I will now tell you the true background, how the tram got there and who is behind it. The actor Volkhardt Buff (also known from various "Tatort" and "Straßen von Berlin" episodes) is behind it. During the filming of the TV series "Helicops", he hit the 18.5 tonne tram with a car and severely damaged it. And before it could be scrapped, he took the tram with him as a souvenir and had it placed in front of his front door in his garden.
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GER: Heute gibt es von mir mal wieder ein wenig Foto Kunst für eure Augen. Ich habe hier eine uralte Tatra Straßenbahn mit bewegter DDR Geschichte im brandenburgischen Trappenfelde (Mehrow) mit meinem iPhone fotografiert und danach das ganze in der iPad Applikation von Affinity nachgezeichnet. Und das ist nun dabei rausgekommen.
Wie kommt diese alte DDR Straßenbahn namens Tatra KT4D eigentlich dort hin nach Brandenburg? In das Dorf Trappenfelde (Mehrow), wo sich sogar ein Bus nur selten hin verirrt? Die ziemlich zugewachsene und inzwischen angerostete Bahn namens 219..040-8 aus den Mitte der 70er Jahren von den Berliner Verkehrsbetrieben galt lange Zeit als verschollen. Aber ein paar Hobby-Kriminalisten konnten den Weg der Straßenbahn nach Trappenfelde rekonstruieren. Die wahren Hintergründe, wie die Bahn dort hin kam und wer dahinter steckt, werde ich euch nun erzählen. Der Schauspieler Volkhardt Buff (auch bekannt aus diversen "Tatort"- und "Straßen von Berlin"-Folgen) steckt nämlich dahinter. Dieser hatte die 18,5 Tonnen schwere Straßenbahn bei Dreharbeiten der Fernsehserie "Helicops" mit einem Auto gerammt und schwer beschädigt. Und bevor diese verschrottet werden konnte, nahm er sich die Bahn als Souvenir mit und ließ sich diese vor die Haustür in seinen Garten stellen.
Previously in Chapter 6 The Two Societies
This piece gave me the title to this chapter and was what I listened to much of the time when writing. It perfectly sets the tone for these scenes and the events that take place in our story.
⚜️The voyage had been long, just as Tabitha Kinkade had predicted. And while not terribly eventful overall, there was one mystery that troubled them throughout their journey. Quite often they were watched by an ominous, dark figure. A man in a dark, hooded cloak. He always kept his distance, holding to the shadows. And while he never approached, he loomed over them the entire trip. At one point, Prince Jelani grew tired of the enigma and decided to confront the man. However, Tabitha advised caution, as situations such as these would usually reveal themselves in time. Tabitha had learned long ago in her training, that without provocation most things or people that lingered around her, would eventually proclaim their identity. And if provoked they might flee or be lost, which could result in a costly delay. Besides, he'd done nothing thus far that would warrant a confrontation. And so, they would allow circumstances to run their course.
⚜️Once safely landed at the port in Calcutta both Tabitha and Lexington needed a warm bath and some much-needed rest away from the constant bumping ride of the ship's cabins. One of their porters was from Algeria and spoke Tamazight, a native tongue of the Berber people. It was obvious that Lexington was delighted to talk to someone from his native lands, which made Tabitha smile watching her friend speak in a language she had not heard for so long.
⚜️When the two travelers finally arrived at their hotel, both Tabitha's and Lexington's multilingual skills came into play when dealing with her pets and the porter's fears. Tabitha had taken just two of her wolves on the journey, Rolf and Kiva, as they were natural mates. Neither offered any hostility toward the porters or anyone else for that matter without Tabitha's command. However, aside from their daily walks on board the ship, they'd spent a great deal of time in their cages and were quite restless. Fortunately, with some gentle persuading, they were able to calm the porters and settle into their rooms.
⚜️The next morning was Easter. It was Sunday and their contact from the Cathedral of the Most Holy Rosary had sent a carriage to pick them up for services.
"We're to attend the Christian services, my lady?" Lexington inquired as he held his hand to help her into the carriage.
Tabitha grinned politely before answering him with a lofty and nonchalant demeanor, as was her custom when jesting with her friend,
"But of course, Dear Lexington. It's Easter! You didn't believe we were going to escape services today of all days, did you?"
At which point, she patted the seat next to her in the carriage.
"Now, come along."
Lexington's grumbling, as the rickety carriage made its way along the bustling streets of Calcutta, nearly made her laugh aloud as they rode toward the church. Not having the heart to tease him farther, she looked over at the handsome Berber while placing her gloved hands around his arm.
"Dear Lex, I've gone too far this time."
At which time she did laugh.
"The look on your face.... oh, dear Lexington, I adore you so!"
Lexington began to smile a little himself watching Tabitha giggle then asked. "What has brought this on my lady?"
Tabitha finally composed herself and assured him that she didn't expect him to attend the Easter services at the church as it was not his faith. While Catholic herself, she nor her parents had ever forced Lexington into their religious beliefs. They believed the workings of the soul were God's work.
Lexington breathed a sigh of relief at the news but in the end decided to attend anyway, out of respect for Tabitha and for their host.
⚜️Father Thomas Haskell was a lean man in his sixties. His bald head looked slick and shiny in the bright sun and his white hair gleamed. When he shook Tabitha's hand, she felt how rough and callused they were, and his skin was leathery tan. It was obvious Father Haskell spent much of his time in the gardens around the church. He wore the traditional robes of a parish priest and as with most Catholic holy men of that day, he appeared humble and somewhat trite. After introductions were made, he did not hesitate to reveal to the duo that he not only believed in the evil beings that scoured the earth but were unfeigned in his support of the Shadowhunters.
"You and your kind my dear are destined to rid the world of these heinous creatures. I am at your disposal of course."
As the bells of the church rang and the church doors began to open the priest looked at the church and then smiled when he turned back toward his guest.
"It is a delight to have you both visit us this morning and if you'll forgive me Lady Kindake I must attend to my flock. Services are about to begin, and I am expected inside. I've reserved seats for you both, won't you follow me."
Tabitha nodded and smiled as did Lexington
"Of course, Father Haskell," she responded.
And with that, they both followed the priest toward the grand doors that opened to the church's foyer.
As they approached, both Tabitha and Lexington noticed a striking man standing near a fountain. His hair was dark as a raven's wing and his equally dark beard was neatly trimmed. He wore a very smart-looking cutaway coat and silk vest that gave away his social status and as the man began to walk in their direction Tabitha could see that he was of average height and appeared to be in his peak years. She also noted how mysterious and mesmerizing his eyes were, and it was at that moment a commotion could be heard at the entrance to the church which caught all their attention.
Father Haskell began to walk faster and broke into a run with Tabitha and Lexington close behind him. When they reached the onlookers, the priest was determined, but not overly aggressive as he made his way through the congregation that had gathered there. Once through the crowd, Tabitha was surprised to see that the mysterious man she'd noticed outside was already just inside the large doorway. Lexington reached to touch her arm quietly, his way of letting her know he'd noticed as well. Turning quickly to rejoin the priest, they were greeted with the most morbid sight. At the top of the staircase, hanging from her neck, and high into the massive, vaulted ceiling was a young woman. Her face, though discolored and contorted was still beautiful as her lifeless body swung several feet above the top of the staircase.
Wanting desperately to help, Lexington started to climb the staircase but quickly came back to his senses realizing the poor woman's body was well out of reach. Looking over at Father Haskell, Tabitha watched as he moved his hand over his chest making the sign of the cross. His eyes were filled with dread and tears as he gazed up at the woman's corpse. She thought he might be in shock as she walked over to him.
"Father! Father Haskell!"
Shaking his head, he looked at Tabitha and then back at the woman's corpse.
"Dear God, whatever shall we do?!"
Tabitha motioned for Lex to join her and as he approached, she responded.
"This is your church Father and your congregation. They're depending on you. I'd suggest you postpone services this morning or at least move them to another location as quickly as possible."
Father Haskell nodded, still bewildered when he gazed back up at the woman's body hanging there, but when he looked back at them both again, he appeared to be himself.
"Quite right Lady Kinkade. We can set up chairs and move services to the garden."
Lexington looked back up at the girl's body and then back to Tabitha.
"My lady, the local authorities will be here soon. I'd suggest, well, if Father Haskell would allow us to represent the church in this matter, we could begin an investigation."
Tabitha looked at the girl again then back at Father Haskell.
"Father, do you know this woman?"
He nodded as he answered.
"Yes, she came to me about a week ago, she told me she was having nightmares, very vivid nightmares that were very real to her."
Tabitha and Lex looked at each other then back at the priest.
"She said she'd been sleepwalking as well. I.. well, I just can't think. I must get this situation under control!"
Tabitha nodded, reaching to hold the priest’s hands. "That's quite alright Father. From what you've told us this young woman may hold clues to the mystery that's brought us to Calcutta and you. Will you allow us to represent the church and aid you?"
Father Haskell nodded as he knew the Kinkade name very well and Tabitha's father had been a friend. He also trusted Cardinal Antonio implicitly.
"Yes, yes of course. Cardinal Antonio has sent you to us after all. And as I said before, if there's anything you need, anything at all. Please let me know. For now, however, I have much to do and must leave you."
⚜️Her name was Malini Gadhavi. She had been a mother and wife and her father and mother owned a bakery in town. She helped her parents with the business as did her children. Her husband, Harshad worked on the docks. They had all been notified of her death. Malini's body was taken to a crypt beneath the church where so many people in the community had been taken for decades. Out of respect, Tabitha and Lex had not examined the body yet. When the family arrived, they both bowed their heads, watching as they were escorted to the undercroft. Neither Tabitha nor Lexington were looking forward to questioning them.
⚜️The afternoon wore on and with their interrogations near completion, they'd learned very little. That was until the woman's mother told them about one of Malini's dreams. Sitting with them in Father Haskell's office the poor woman stared blankly at a candle's flame as Tabitha held her trembling hands, listening. She said that on one occasion her daughter had been able to remember one of her dreams completely. Melini had said it was so clear in her mind, and unlike most dreams, it felt as though it had happened. In this nightmare, she had emerged from a cave not far from her home. She also told her mother there was a man there with her in a cloak and a hood over his head. This dark, ominous being followed her to the mouth of the cave. Malini said the man never came close but watched her from the shadows. Her daughter told her that in the dream she roared like an animal and when she peered into the trees, she could feel the forest come alive with the heartbeats and movements of every living creature. And then she told her mother that even at that distance she could not only hear but smell the people in town. It was then her mother began to cry. Tabitha comforted her, giving a nod to Lexington and Father Haskell. The interrogations were now over.
⚜️It had been a long day. Nighttime was upon them, and they all needed rest. Standing there in the small tomb, the air was cool, and the smell of old dirt filled their nostrils as they began to examine Malini Gadhavi's body. Her fingernails and toenails showed no signs of dirt, blood, or flesh. Her body, as well as her hair, was clean as though it had just been washed. There were also no injuries, not even a scar, and when they turned her on her side to look at her back there was no tattoo, no brand of any kind. Holding a candle over the young woman's corpse, Lexington glanced over at Tabitha.
"This is peculiar my lady. She should have some sort of brand on her even if she wasn't a member with the pack we seek."
Tabitha nodded but didn't look up as she continued to scan the woman's body for any evidence and clues.
"Agreed Lex, this is odd. Melini's dream was not an uncommon one for a werewolf, other than the presence of the dark man of course. And yet, I do not see a brand anywhere on her. Or any physical evidence she was Lycan for that matter. We must be missing something."
Lexington pulled his candle away to poor some of the melted wax onto the dirt floor and as he did, Father Haskell brought his lantern closer to help Tabitha see. Then just as Lex brought the candle back Tabitha gasped and cried out.
"Wait! I saw something. When you brought your candle back Lex. It was yellow like, like... It was something on her skin!"
Lexington and the priest looked at each other then back at Tabitha as she continued.
"The lights... somehow. Father, bring your lantern back to where you had it, and Lex you take the candle away, and then bring it back just as you did before."
Both did as instructed but Tabitha only sighed with disappointment asking them both to try again. Shaking her head, she was both exhausted and frustrated when she pounded her fist on the stone slab. After which time she folded her arms to lay her head down for a moment. Lexington watched her and then offered some sound advice.
"My lady let us retire for the evening and come back in the morning with rested eyes."
Tabitha looked up at him but didn't raise when she answered.
"No Lex, not yet. I know I saw something. We must find it!
With her head still laying on her arms, she looked at them both.
"Now let's do this again. And Lexington when you bring the candle back, do it very slowly please."
Lexington nodded unenthusiastically, then began to move the candle away from the woman's body when Tabitha screamed out.
"Stop! Don't move! Do you see it?! It's there on her shoulder. You must not move, either of you. It's the lights!"
Both men looked at each other, each wondering if the trials of this day had finally gotten the best of the hunter, then listened as she explained.
"It's the lights! Look see, the glass of Father Haskell's lamp is red, and so the flame gives off a deep red hue, while the candle's light of course is much brighter. Obvious of course but, if you carefully peer into the candle's blue flame and with the help of the red glow from Father Haskell's lantern you can see it!"
Taking a candle in hand she invited Lexington to take her place.
"Now as I hold the candle look through the blue of its flame Lex. Can you see it?"
Lex nodded and gasped, then excitedly scrambled for his journal. As he did, Tabitha looked at the priest's bewildered face and offered further explanation.
"My guess is it's phosphorous under the skin Father. The lights set off some sort of chemical reaction allowing it to be seen. Once Lex has studied the tattoo and made a drawing, we'll hold the lantern and candle so you can observe for yourself."
Having to peer through the flame made the study of the tattoo quite difficult, however, Lexington was able to examine it thoroughly.
"How very interesting Ms. Tabitha. The ink leaves no protrusions on the skin, and it's entirely undetectable under normal light conditions."
Tabitha smiled as she listened and nodded.
"Is it our pack Lex?"
"Yes, my lady. She was a member of the pack we're tracking.
Tabitha nodded once more and raised an eyebrow as she spoke.
"I think it's obvious that Malini Gadhavi was not a willing participant. The poor woman. Such torment."
Gathering herself she redirected her attention toward Father Haskell.
"Father, do you know of any caves in the area?"
The priest nodded as he spoke, the radiant red hue of his lantern causing his face to look very macabre under the low ceiling of the underground chamber.
"Why yes of course. There are several smaller caves, but Mawsmai Cave is the largest in the area. It's not far but it will easily be a day’s journey there and back."
Tabitha and Lexington listened intently,
"Could you show us on a map Father?"
"Of course. If you'll follow me to my office, I can set you on the right path."
Gathering their things, they followed Father Haskell from the dank black corridor where Malini Gadhavi's broken body lay. As they wearily made their way up the stone stairwell Tabitha muttered to herself.
"We will avenge you and your children Melini. Whoever did this to you will pay. I promise you."
A soft beam of light showed across the young woman’s corpse from the top of the stairs. From deep in the vault their faint voices could be heard and then the door closed, and all was dark, and all as silent, forever.
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⭐This capture and this chapter of this story could not have been possible without the help of some truly wonderful people who I'm honored to know as friends
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⭐First of all I'd like to thank my dear friend and mentor Morgan Talbot who not only opened up his beautiful sim to me to I could take this shot but provided the build itself and many of the characters. He also took the time to model for this shot. Morgan's advice and support are always so very special to me. But perhaps calling him my friend is the most remarkable treasure of all. Thank you babes.💓
⭐Next, I would like to thank my dear friend Harper Blackwood for her help and for enduring my rough drafts for this chapter. Thanks for being the lab rat this time babes. Not a rat but like...in a lab. She gets it. lol But mostely I'd like to thank Harper for her support, her encouragement, and her precious friendship. You're the best girl.💓
⭐Lastly and as the say, certainly not least, I want to thank my very dear friend and mentor Marcus Strong. His unwaivering support and encouragement is precious to me. He's has always there to help in any way he can, whether thats advice, modeling, or just to tell me I'm doing a good job. I can never repay this man for all he's done for me. I'm honored to call him my friend. Thank you babes.💓
After sitting on the side of highway 44 photographing an intense lightning barrage that this storm was producing, things got a bit too dangerous, so I blasted east until I got far enough away of the storm. Once I got away from danger, I then drove south down Highway 83, ending up watching this storm coming in from the west just outside of Mission, South Dakota. As the sun began to set, this once extremely intense supercell began to lose its energy and started to become outflow dominant. It turned into a very mean looking hp supercell, glowing an ominous blue/green, something I haven't seen in person until I saw this storm. However, as this storm came over the gas station I was parked at, the whale's mouth engulfed the area and turbulent skies hung overhead. This thing was coming in fast, but I ended up running down the street to get this shot right before the core hammered the area. Quite an apocalyptic scene overall, so I hope you enjoy this shot. Hopefully 2019 is a much more eventful year in terms of producing tornadoes!
Well, it's the end of bird week and it has been an eventful week. Bird week fell a little short as only 2 photos got explored. However, I despite that I did get many positive responses from my flickr friends and that's what's more important. So thanks again everyone.
This week is tentatively flower week. I'm not sure if I have enough flower photos though to complete a whole week but I'm going to try it anyway. If I don't have enough then it'll just drift off. So here's to day one of flower week, and I begin with a familiar wild rose macro.
Concussion is still making my head hurt occasionally and a little dizzy at times so I'm still at the resting phase. It's a lot better than day one of the concussion though. Thanks for your concern all my flickr friends!
Another large Italian 6 day tour. Eventful to say the least.
This place must have suffered an earthquake recently. There was a nearly new Fiat in the courtyard flattened with brickwork and many rooms falling down and evidence of huge cracks in the outer walls. Was unique and frightening at the same time.
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From an eventful walk last night! I feel a plea coming on...
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Dear people in charge of the weather.
In case you hadn't noticed, it is actually the middle of May. Stop mucking about and turn up the bliming heat!
Ps thanks in advance, you guys rock, etc, etc...
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Some very unseasonal weather last night... whilst taking some photos of a waterfall close by, I had to run back to the car to get out of the snow! I sat and watched a huge big snow cloud pass over these hills, before clearing to let the last of the light illuminate the hill side.
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Two eventful days of bowling, drinking, live music, and good eats in wonderful Thompson Falls, and not to forget what we were there for to begin with, MRL's gas local. After shaking off the fun of the previous night we get trackside just in time for the big show.
Today has been such an eventful day. I went out at 5:30 this morning to do this shoot, I had so much fun and the water was so warm, but then when I went back to get my bike, it had been stolen. I had to call my parents who had no idea I was out, to come pick me up. It was such a mess. We got my bike back though and everything's better but I'm so tired! And I can tell I'm starting to come down with a cold :(
I was going to use my underwater bag here, but I realized it's too difficult to do by myself, so I'll need a model when I go in the water. But I'm excited to starting using the underwater bag and hopefully I will next week :)
After weeks of non eventful sunrises, I decided to give it a miss as more drab weather was forecast for Sunday. Instead I would have a much deserved lay in. Unfortunately, my dog had other ideas and went nuts in the middle of the night and must have woken the whole street by his incessant barking. I decided to get up and out and headed for Caister beach as it was only 5 minutes down the road. Just goes to show, never pay any attention to the weather forecast.
A group of sparrow not leaving fried dough to eat.It watching and waiting sparrows :-))) eventful tour
yes, I agree, I'm the worst contact... :-( eventful week so far... Honey had to go under the knife today, not a very happy day for me... :-( he seems to be recovering nicely, he was barking at other dogs... great sign of recovery...
signing papers this week and this house is officially mine on Friday!! Saturday reno begins... lots of work to be done....
Promise to be back to comment, I look at all the wonderful photos you post.... :-)
thank you, my dear Flickr friends, for all your comments, favs and invites! you guys are the BEST!!
FOR SURE ENJOY ON BLACK!! :-) "L"
While returning from Maitland, 3642 and 5917 became separated after a problem occurred with the coupling on 5917, with 3642 now assisting from the rear of the train, the crew of 5917 and 4520 seem to have everything under control as the train powers over the summit of Cowan Bank.
Well, it’s been an eventful summer for me! I had the opportunity to visit not one but TWO places that I find really really special. Given that I’ve been putting a lot of time into editing images, I should probably get to posting again.
These images are from a July trip to Kluane National Park in the Yukon. I’ve been there several times before, but truthfully, finding images I really like there has been challenging in the past. A lot of that challenge comes from the fact that the biggest and most exciting views tend to be deep in the park, requiring a lot of walking, camping, and most importantly - time. I only had about 3 days in the park, so I couldn’t really commit to any big walks, so instead I spent a lot of time looking for images which were a lot more accessible.
Kluane is home to some of Canada’s biggest mountains, and while the really big ones are deep in the park, the ones near the road are not what I would call “small”. Let’s just say I spent a lot of time looking up for image opportunities. Here’s one instances where looking up paid off in Kluane.
Eventful afternoon in Salt Lake City yesterday with not one, but two military trains passing through town. Here's a few photos taken during my lunch break and after work.
Sir James Belmont strikes a pose to get a phone video of train SFRYR-23, an army equipment relocation train to Yermo, CA, loaded with a smorgasbord of combat hardware.
It was an eventful morning (weather wise) but just not a photogenic one. I never really found a picture until I got to the 1-mile mark on the Bankhead Trail and took this shot.
Truth be known, I made this shot. I knew the Sun would finally shine through about the time I got to this point and I knew there weren’t any colorful trees on this part of the trail (yet). That’s what you get when you visit the same place every day. Anyway, I grabbed a leaf from further down the trail and carried it with me until I ran into the Sun. Speaking of which, the leaf sits on the rock where I sit every morning, before turning around and heading back down hill.
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We had quite the eventful morning at Lone Elk park today, bison were running and grunting between cars, it was a touch crazy, elk and turkey were seen, and the whitetails gave us a good show. We saw this buck get spooked by some hikers and later refound him in a field near a parking lot, sniffing closely behind a doe. As she moved, so did he. Shortly after, 3 much smaller bucks came in, all to sniff the doe as well. This guy wasnt having it. He charged at the younger bucks several times if they got too close to him or ahead of him as he slowly walked behind the doe. This photo he was headed down a hill to cut off a buck that gotten in front of him and was within eye sight of the doe. He gave chase after this, but Im using an older camera as my 7D gets packed to ship, and the focus system isnt as sharp, so those shots turned out a touch blurry.
Another large Italian 6 day tour. Eventful to say the least.
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1936 was a very eventful year. The Berlin Olympics saw Nazi Germany display its growing might and brutality; Jesse Owens burst the bubble of the Master Race by an incredible display of speed and skill; the Spanish Civil War broke out; and Mrs. Somers daughter got hitched. For that brief period, the world looked on!!!
Photographer: Poole Studio photographer
Collection: Poole Photographic Studio, Waterford
Date: Tuesday, 22 September 1936
NLI Ref: POOLEWP 4163
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It was an eventful day when we were out in the Columbia Gorge in the great state of Washington. This was taken near the Stonehenge replica at Maryhill.
Camera: Nikon D300 (Infrared Conversion)
Lens: Vintage 85mm Nikkor
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4/20 this year was a pretty eventful day. I planned to meet up with my buddy Dennis to capture some smokers at the park. There was a moonrise happening as we arrived so I was snapping shots of that thing right away. The sky looked super hazy and I don't think it was from all the smoke;-) I didn't imagine anything really happening for sunset until I started photographing some people on the hill. That's when the sky started burning! I asked a few peeps if they minded me taking their photos as they smoked and they were delighted enough to even pass the joint. I got my photos and stumbled away happy. That's when the lightning show started........
When I'm in the landscape, I also try to take a photo every time while moving the camera. Often it doesn't work out, but every now and then something comes out that I had hoped for. This is also the case with this photo because the colors contrast and yet the recognisability of a landscape with trees remains in the photo. Now the trick is to learn to predict the outcome of the photo ;-).
Why take these photos. Because a landscape is not 'frozen' but moves, and we are also on a rotating mother earth.
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An eventful day for the Scot, she started loosing water leaving
Crewe and through to Warrington to top up the Tender with water.
Arrived at Chester an hour and half late en route to Holyhead. Then they decided to take her off and let the support Diesel carry on to Holyhead, sending the Scot back to Carnforth with a number of top ups on the way back no doubt. I felt a bit sorry for the paying customers
An interesting afternoon out in the Peak District yesterday. Not the best weather conditions for photography but nothing if not eventful!
We heading off to Monsal Dale Weir for the first stop. Parking at Monsal Head we headed off down the steep bank to the Headstone viaduct and then down the embankment to the banks of the River Wye. I've been down here before and there was a fair few cattle in the field. So much so I stuck to the tree line to avoid any confrontation. Anyone who has been out with me knows my fear of cows in fields! Alarm bells started to ring as we dodged fresh cow pats along the path! We met a couple and their daughter coming the other way who warned us of a 'bully' cow in the next field. We deliberated but decided to press on. I felt brave as I have just swapped out the rubber feet on my tripod for spikes so at least I had a weapon :)
We rounded the corner and saw a gate with the cows on the other side and a few walkers milling around on our side. There must have been a dozen cattle with one particular one having horns some 12" long! Now, I always thought horned cattle were bulls. However, this one had udders! Everyday is a school day I suppose :) It wasn't friendly by any means, we went to give it a gentle pat put in snarled and bucked it's head.
The general consensus amongst those of us there was to either turn back or skip over a fence lower down and skirt the cattle in the hope they didn't turn around. A small party went for it but got caught up in the brambles, coming out the other side covered in scratches.
In the meantime a young couple were approaching, late teens and full of confidence. The girl entered the gate and from then on everything went into slow motion. The horned cow took one step forward, lowered its head and promptly flipped the young lady up into the air!! She landed on her side thankfully and the strange thing was she never made a sound. The next few moments were a blur as much shouting and screaming from the watchers on managed to shoo the cattle on before they came in for seconds. Thank heavens she was ok. Obviously very shaken up and only a few grazes to show for her ordeal. I do hope she got checked out and was looked after by her Mum who wasn't far away.
We finally made it to the weir and fired off a few shots. The light wasn't good but I think we were in too much shock to care! We headed back up to the car from the other side of the river just to be safe. Once at the top and oxygen levels were replenished we saw the car park was almost full of supercars. Porsche, McLaren, Aston Martin, Ariel to name a few. Led by a BMW M3 and I assume on some sort of road trip.
Next stop was Higger Tor. A place I have never been to. The heather was spectacular but the light was dismal to say the least. Getting attacked by millioms of flying ants wasn't pleasant either.
There was some kind of Bollywood style fashion filming going on up at the top. Then, to top the day off we had a flyover by Tom Cruise in his matte black helicopter. He had been filming a scene for Mission Impossible 7 up at Darlton Quarry nearby in Eyam. A steam locomotive goes off the end of the tracks and meets its demise on the quarry floor below. One to look out for! Not!
A eventful week has ended although the events will continue, if not worsen. My big plans for the weekend might be cancelled and I'm not really sure I want them to go ahead.
Happily, I never need to fear boredom while I have so many dear friends here on the web. Such friendships can continue without guilt or risk. Isn't technology wonderful?
It’s been a while since Stormtrooper Bruce and the guys have have a nice, relaxing, non-eventful Movie Night, so he wanted to make this one a little extra special.
TK-432: Well, thank the P! The weekend is finally upon us!
TK-1110: Finally! I thought it’d never get here!
STB: Funny how some weeks seem longer than others. And these last few have some of the longest ever! But let’s just try to relax and forget everything for a few hours!
TK-432: No complaints from me. There’s more than enough food, friendship and funny films to keep us occupied for a while.
TK-1110: And even better, no freaky fish in that fish tank in the corner. What happened?
STB: That freaky fish grew too big for the tank, so when I reported it to the P, he and his nephew Confetti came to retrieve it. It was so weird, they were simply giddy with excitement.
TK-432: So, um, not to be nosy, but why they’d leave the tank?
STB: Simple. I asked if I could have it.
TK-1110: Uh oh, I hear that smirk in your voice. Am I sensing another prank in a certain bounty hunter’s future?
STB: Ask me no questions and I’ll tell no lies. But let’s not worry about the future. Let’s just sit back and enjoy tonight.
TK-432: And these chocolate bunnies. I’m gonna eat all of mine now!
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Its been a very eventful morning, the BBC Highland News have done an article on Twitter about my Weather Watching experience. Its a bit close to the bone about my life but that's the way it is. Steven was lovely to talk to and now Kathy from Scottish Mail on Sunday want's to do an article for tomorrows paper! What a morning :))
www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-highlands-islands-46904699
I've managed to share a link to the article :)
EXPLORED! 6-21-09! Highest position #27/500...
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Dedicated to all worldwide fathers. No doubt this is an eventful day for celebration with one's beloved dad. This year I'm not able to go home for such wonderful event... probably I will get the chance of doing so next year.
Happy Father's Day!!
The 21st of this month will mark exactly one year since Daisy agreed to spend all of her free time with me as Daisy. The exceptions being her time at work, and anything relating to her family. We see her family in person about twice a month, so that's not much. And though I wondered at first if she could maintain the effort even for a month, she has proven more than up to the challenge. Outside of our twice monthly family visits I have only gone out with "Michael" one time in the last year, and that was to the dealership to purchase our new truck. (ID concerns convinced me to allow it...) Not bad! 😍
Anyway, here is a collage of photos from the first week of her challenge. I made her do makeup and dress fully every day after work and on weekends for the first couple of months, just to see how serious she was, but later I stopped insisting on the full treatment all the time. But if she expects to go anywhere.....she must always be fully dressed and made up. 😁💗💗
She looks pretty composed in these photos...but I'll bet there were countless times in those first few weeks, when she wondered just what the hell she had gotten herself into! 😲
A very eventful run to Ballarat took place the morning of shooting for my year 12 media project, as R761 took on Steamrail's first Eureka Express of 2022.
The R was having noticable trouble as it made a short and unplanned stop in Parwan Loop, followed by a relatively slow climb up Ingliston Bank as far as Bank Box Loop. The R then crossed a now-delayed up pass before beginning the rest of the climb up to Ingliston, but soon after leaving the loop, things got far more interesting than first thought!
As the R climbed its way across the bridge at Ironbark Gorge, it was quite clear to those watching on that the rate of the locos exhaust was slowing rapidly without losing its intensity, and even by the time the last carriage had crossed over the bridge, the train had slowed from 20km/h to not much over walking pace, and only seconds later... A stall.
R761 came to a stand with the last carriage barely across the bridge without a single slip of the wheels, and the crew tried to restart the engine up the hill with no success, with the decision eventually made to have the train perform a rare reversing move backwards down the hill to Bank Box Loop.
After some time in the loop to prepare for a second try, the R's next attempt the hill proved more successful, with it putting in a far better performance, lifting the train up the 1-in-48 without much of a struggle at all!
Soon after topping the bank, R761 is back on the move almost an hour behind time as it powers through Ingliston heading for Ballarat on train 8197 and Steamrail’s first Eureka Express of 2022. 11/6/22
🇬🇧 A bit of an eventful hike yesterday. I went to a high point on Valle de Aísa and at some point I had to turn back. Too much snow and a swollen stream I was supposed to cross... I went to an alternative, lower route through Hayedo de Abi; a beech forest, including a nice group of caves and this nice plain called Llano de Abi. Pretty gloomy with mist and rain the whole morning!
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🇪🇸 Ayer tuve una excursión un poco accidentada. Fui a un punto alto del Valle de Aísa y en cierto momento tuve que dar media vuelta. Demasiada nieve y un arroyo crecido que tenía que cruzar... Fui a una ruta alternativa, más baja, por el Hayedo de Abi, incluyendo un bonito grupo de cuevas y esta bonita llanura llamada Llano de Abi. Un día bastante sombrío con niebla y lluvia toda la mañana!
The journey north from Atlanta was quite eventful for the Norfolk Southern Office Car Special. An SD60 led the train into Harrisburg, where it was dropped in the Yard. After spinning the three F-units the train continued west to CP Cannon where they were tasked with assisting a distressed 21T.
That took them just long enough to let the sun dip behind the mountains as they roared through Newport, past the playground at PT 131.
Watching the OCS fly by are my two children, my five year old daughter under the slide and my two year old son hiding under the smaller slide.
This would be quite an eventful hike with a return well after the sun set. The reason was no doubt the fact atlanta we had driven up from Yorkshire that morning and therefore spent half a day cooped up in a car.
Those familiar with the Glenshee ski resort will know the road seen in the distance below. Mark and Stu are sen here plodding up the continuous slope that leads all of the way to our first of three munros, Creag Leacach.
Castello di Schönbrunn, Vienna
Per la sua lunga e movimentata storia, il palazzo imperiale di Schönbrunn, con gli edifici annessi e il grande parco circostante, è uno dei più importanti monumenti austriaci. Dichiarato monumento nazionale, l'intero complesso cui appartengono il castello, il parco con le sue numerose costruzioni, le fontane e le statue nonché il giardino zoologico, il più antico del mondo, è entrato a far parte nel 1996 della lista dei siti patrimonio culturale dell'umanità dell'UNESCO.
Possedimento degli Asburgo sin dai tempi di Massimiliano II, alla fine della monarchia nel 1918 il complesso di Schönbrunn in quanto proprietà statale passò alla Repubblica d’Austria
The Castle of Schönbrunn, Wien
For his long and eventful history, the imperial palace of Schönbrunn, with outbuildings and large surrounding park, is one of the most important monuments in Austria. Declared a national monument, the whole they belong to the castle, the park with its many buildings, fountains and statues as well as the zoo, the oldest in the world, joined in 1996 the list of cultural heritage sites UNESCO.
Possession of the Habsburgs since the time of Maximilian II at the end of the monarchy in 1918, the Schönbrunn complex passed to the Republic of Austria as state property
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The CP2816s trek across Illinois was fraught with chasers, pacers, and entirely too much rain. Calling yesterdays chase eventful was an understatement, with dozens upon dozens of folks out chasing the thing - some even crashing on the way! Huge photo lines formed in dozens of places, but the biggest was almost certainly the bridge at Sabula, home to a massive Mississippi River-spanning swing bridge. The 2816 took some 45 minutes in Savanna, back in Illinois, to do some routine maintenance and further inspection on the pilot after they had reportedly hit a tree back at Byron. This gave us and many others ample time to crowd around Sabula, Iowa's only island town!
This former Milwaukee Road swing bridge is an impressive structure. Built in 1906, with some rebuilt in 1930, this fascinating work of engineering drew a huge crowd of photographers despite the rain. Rain had been plaguing the chase all day, and while it was far from showers or storms, a light rain for 45+ minutes will definitely pretty well soak you, your clothes, and your camera equipment. I quickly ran out of dry areas to wipe the lens of my camera off, as did many others... Despite how cold and wet most of us were by the end of the wait, the incredible sight and sound of the 1930 Canadian steam locomotive made the wait well worth it. This was the shot we had been hoping for all day, and suffice to say, I was very happy to have it in hand.
Out of a very long day, this was definitely a stand out moment. What a train, what a bridge, what a day!
Saturday was quite the eventful day. With my girlfriend and two friends in the car, we drove up to West Virginia to shoot on the Pocahontas district for the day. Once up there road closures plagued the back road leading to Bluefield and a train with a heritage unit was held up in Ohio, so we took the hint and left. We hit I77 south for NC, which was a great decision. We caught up with CSX G904 on the old Clinchfield main as the snow was beginning to fall. Here the train rolls southbound by a Baptist church in Huntdale, NC. Moral of the story is theres always a way to salvage a good day.