Hallo. Da andere Dinge in den nächsten Tagen wichtiger sind (hier gibt es viel zu tun) gibt es hier wahrscheinlich eine kleine Blogpostingausdünnung bzw. Blogpause bis zur Monatsmitte, also nicht wundern.
Vorher habe ich aber hier noch ein paar Bilder vom gestrigen Strandgang.
Es gab Sonnenschein und auflandigen Wind. Und in der Bucht war die Atalanta unterwegs.
Genau. Heute ist ja Kennenlernvoraussetzungstag.
Denn wenn es den nicht gegeben hätte, wäre es nie zu dieser für mich (und hoffentlich auch die anderen Beteiligten) erfreulichen WOssi-Familie gekommen, deren Bestandteil ich bin.
Also: Allen, denen es ähnlich geht, allen, denen dieser WOssi-Unfug mittlerweile sowieso egal ist und allen anderen auch ’nen schönen Kennenlernvoraussetzungstag und Grüße von der Ostseeküste, wo sich heute der Himmel angemessen geschmückt zeigte:
The bridge at Whitebridge is one of the so called „Wade Bridges“, built in the course of establishing roads through Scotland for quick military access to counter the Jacobite risings. The effort was lead by George Wade, then Commander in Chief of His Majesty’s forces, castles, forts and barracks in North Britain, and later promoted to Field Marshal. Wade directed the construction of about 390 km of roads and as many as 30 bridges in Scotland, including the Tay Bridge at Aberfeldy. General Wade’s military roads linked the garrisons at Ruthven, Fort George, Fort Augustus, and Fort William.
Edit: Oh, and Johnson and Boswell very probably had to pass this bridge and did stop at the old Kingshouse at Whitebridge, too:
From James Boswells Diary, The Journal of a Tour to the Hebrides with Samuel Johnson:
Monday, 30th August 1773: Inverness, Fort Augustus
„We might have taken a chaise to Fort Augustus, but, had we not hired horses at Inverness, we should not have found them afterwards: so we resolved to begin here to ride. We had three horses, for Dr Johnson, myself, and Joseph, and one which carried our portmanteaus, and two Highlanders who walked along with us, John Hay and Lauchland Vass, whom Dr Johnson has remembered with credit in his Journey, though he has omitted their names. Dr Johnson rode very well.
About three miles beyond Inverness, we saw, just by the road, a very complete specimen of what is called a Druid’s temple. There was a double circle, one of very large, the other of smaller stones. Dr Johnson justly observed, that, ‚to go and see one druidical temple is only to see that it is nothing, for there is neither art nor power in it; and seeing one is quite enough‘.
It was a delightful day. Lochness, and the road upon the side of it, shaded with birch trees, and the hills above it, pleased us much. The scene was as sequestered and agreeably wild as could be desired, and for a time engrossed all our attention. …
… We dined at a publick house called the General’s Hut, from General Wade, who was lodged there when he commanded in the North. Near it is the meanest parish kirk I ever saw. It is a shame it should be on a high road. After dinner, we passed through a good deal of mountainous country. I had known Mr Trapaud, the deputy governour of Fort Augustus, twelve years ago, at a circuit at Inverness, where my father was judge. I sent forward one of our guides, and Joseph, with a card to him, that he might know Dr Johnson and I were coming up, leaving it to him to invite us or not. It was dark when we arrived. The inn was wretched. Government ought to build one, or give the resident governour an additional salary; as in the present state of things, he must necessarily be put to a great expence in entertaining travellers. Joseph announced to us, when we alighted, that the governour waited for us at the gate of the fort. We walked to it. He met us, and with much civility conducted us to his house. …“
Der Fürstenhof in Wismar. Erbaut ab 1512 als Residenz der mecklenburgischen Herzöge in Wismar; während der Schwedenzeit Königliches Hohes Tribunal für die schwedischen Reichslehen im Heiligen Römischen Reich (1653 – 1802), heute Amtsgericht.
… im Garten. Das sind leider nur Karbol-Champignons (Agaricus xanthodermus). Die sind giftig und nichts für die Pfanne.
Aber die freche Sonneblume kommt noch zur Blüte.
Gestern am Morgen war hier pottendicker Nebel.
Dazu noch nachgetragen ein Donnerstagshaiku:
aus dem Nebelgrau
erst neun Gänse im Pfeilflug
dann ein Kranichpaar