Prehistoric Rock - art in Cumbria
Venue: Yew Tree Hall High Lorton (near Cockermouth)
Date: 10th July 2008
How to book: Not required
Price: Visitors £2
Tel: Ted Gilbertson 01900 85482
Lecturer: Dr... continues...
Archaeologists are hoping to unearth ancient treasures during excavations in a Cumbrian valley.
Volunteers are needed to join archaeologists during the digs in the Duddon Valley in the south west of the Lake District beginning on 30 June... continues...
People and the Land Settlement in the Eden Valley: Prehistoric to Present Day
Saturday 6th October 2007
Appleby Archaeology Group Autumn Conference - People and the Land Settlement in the Eden Valley: Prehistoric to Present Day at Appleby Grammar School. Event takes place between 9.30am and 4pm. Contact Harry Hawkins on 01768 864340.
A visit to Two Cumbrian Henges with Helen Caffrey. Event takes place at Eamont Bridge, near Penrith. Henges are circular ceremonial sites dating from the late Neolithic and early Bronze Age... continues...
Aspects of Prehistoric Cumbria - CNWRS study day to be held at Penrith Methodist Church, Wordsworth Street, Penrith in conjunction with the Cumberland and Westmorland Antiquarian and Archaeological Society... continues...
A website featuring thousands of sites of archaeological interest in Cumbria's Lake District is being set up with the help of a £171,000 grant.
The district has more than 6,500 historical attractions including Shap Abbey, Castlerigg Stone Circle and Hardknott Roman Fort... continues...
£24k Grant to Bring Eden Neolithic Heritage to Life
Eden District Council's Penrith Museum is celebrating news that they have been awarded over £24,000 from the Local Heritage Initiative, a scheme run by the Countryside Agency on behalf of the Heritage Lottery Fund and Nationwide Building Society... continues...
An estimated £300,000 will have to be spent over two years to make the case for turning the Lake District into a World Heritage Site, it has been claimed. The Lake District National Park Authority has been trying since 1985 to win World Heritage status by Unesco, which is part of the United Nations... continues...
A Cumbrian museum has urged hill walkers to leave Neolithic relics where they find them on the fells. Stone axes are often found on Lake District scree slopes, and the Tullie House Museum in Carlisle is showing people how to recognise them, enjoy them but not to take them home. Whole story here
Pre-Roman body found in bedrock in Levens, nr Kendal
Human remains which could be about 4,000 years old have been unearthed by archaeologists working in a Cumbrian village. A team of archaeologists found the body curled up in the foetal position in a cavity in the limestone bedrock on a building site opposite the church in Levens, near Kendal... continues...
A lovely dialect tribute to Thomas Bland.
Taken from LEGENDS AND HISTORICAL NOTES ON PLACES OF NORTH WESTMORELAND.
BY THOS. GIBSON, M.D.
BY ANTHONY WHITEHEAD, OF REAGILL, NEAR SHAP.
YE strangers that ramble down't Vale of Lyvennet, To see bonny Nature and breathe the fresh air, Fra the spring at Black Dub a't way down to the Eden There's seines interesting, romantic, and rare.
Westward fra the Dub 'boute a cannon-shot distance There's cromlecks an' cairns full of auld Celtic baynes ; A temple where't Druids sang prayers to the plannets, Set aw arround wi' a circle o' staynes.
An' in times leayter still, when the Romans reayde foray, An' meayde a new wroad as they crossed ouer the fell, May be seen to this day, near the black dub ye find it, An' if you dispute me ga see for yoursel'.
There's many quere places a't way doon the valley, An' Hamelets or toons where the Brittans did dwell ; There's traces o' some to be seen in t' Lang-deayle, But men, farther larn'd, their origin may tell.
Crosby Kirk, of auld standing, next claims oor attention, Wi' awe an' wi' reverence oor minds for to fill ; Flass House is a feature 'at ought to be mentioned, An' Addison's birthplace on Meaburn Hill.
But the main pleayce I wish to point out to your notice Is Reagill, where yance leev'd the fam'd Thomas Bland, An' auld antiquary, cramfull o' queer notions As any you'll find in the length o' the land.
He kent a' the history o' t' world's creation, Fra t' making of Adam to t' birth o' Tom Thumb ; He tell't us the earth's composition was gasses, An' fowak meayde of air seayme as a baloon.
He talk'd about metals being fused by eruption,
An' how they were melted like souder or tin ; He kent aw the strata of rock fra the surface Aw t' way doon to the boiling het fluid within.
He scabbl'd off shells fra the hard rock o' limestone, An' sed they'd been fishes, some thousand years sen ; He was crack'd, that's a cartainty, out of aw question, To think of imposing o' sensible men.
Then sec a collection of rubbish an' kelder, Auld things 'at he tell't us the Brittans yance meayde ; Bits o' spears, meayde o' flint, broken millstones and trinkums, Sec a cargo o' kelder, a decent ship-leayde.
Gang when you would, between sunrise an' setting, You'd find him in't garden, or else in his den, Where he spent aw his time wi' his mell an' his chisel, His paint-brush an' canvas or scetch-book an' pen.
He wad travel ten mile, wi' a sketch-bewke in nap-sack, To draw some auld shield 'at he might wish to see ; An' than fra the dots, cross lines, an' the shap on't, He wad spin oot a yarn of their lang pedigree ;
An' tell who's it was, whether duke, lord, or baron, An' how they behaved when they went a crusade ; Or, if 'twas a she 'at the shield had belanged tul, He could tell ye at yance if sh'd deed an auld maid.
He'd creatures of aw macks stuck up in his garden, Fra a Hippotamus to Whittington's cat ;
Lions, dogs, deevils, wild boars, an' teayme eagles, Beats Wombwell's Managery hollow an' flat.
There's Addison, Caesar, St. George, an' Hugh Miller, Poet Burns, an' lots mair, I forgitten their neayms ; An' busts o' girt men fra aw parts o' the world, An' some in the meun, I dare say, hed their heayms.
In the cauld days o' winter he set on a fire In a grate like a helmet, stuck in a w'hole ; A shield for his shovel, a sword for his poker, And an Indian tomahawk split the girt-cwoal.
He pay'd equal respect to a bewk-larn'd beggar,
A hawker, a squire, a duke, or a lord ; If they talk'd about science or tell't a good stowry He grappled it aw, without missing a word.
Tho' a wreck of the former, 'tis still interesting,
An' the owner will give you admission quite free ; Sea, if you be strangers, don't fear you'll be welcome, If you come up to Reagill, the Garden to see.
This blog examines mountain environments from the perspective of landscape archaeology; what people did on and around mountains and how this can inform us about how ancient and not so ancient people used, perceived and interacted with these places.
Carlisle based museum and art gallery, so could appeal to a couple with two different tastes - one with an archaeological bent, and one with an arty bent, or one with an archaelological bent, and one with a Primark bent, who leaves you there and sods off into the city centre.
Well, just read th'website to find out. Looks like it'd appeal to those without a car or push-iron. Won't appeal to the the ice-cream and boat-ride brigade, so you could be in some good company on this rascal. Looks like the boss might know his stuff too, instead of the usual crap that's spouted.
Framework. I hate that phrase, me. Stinks of pretentious prats being overpaid to come up with fancy words for basic stuff. Still, it's not as tedious as it suggests, but make your own minds up. Enter at your peril, those of you expecting great things. Don't say you haven't been warned, 'cos you have.
John Moores University, Liverpool website, dealing with Cumbria. On the face of it, it looks ok. Funny script thingy causes a delay, but if you click "yes" when the option pops up you'll be alreet cocker.
This is a local history groups website, dealing with the Duddon vally, also known as Dunnerdale. Of interest to TMAers will be the recent ring cairn excavations at Seathwaite Tarn, now used as a reservoir. The valley is a gem of the Lakes, with very few visitors, and peace generally reigns. The track to Seathwaite Tarn isn't too hard, and, once you've turned your back on the dam, you'll find yourself in a beautiful mountain coomb.
A useful site to compare with its rival MWIS. An assessment of both will probably be good enough for those going up high to view some of the high cairns, circles, ring cairns, and axe factories. I personally find MWIS the more reliable, but in winter this site has the benefit of giving snow conditions underfoot, i.e. ice, the need for crompons, avalanche/cornice riske etc.
It was an absolutely fantastic day on Moor Divock when we went. Having made a brief visit to The Cockpit, we returned, impressed by the circle but mightily irritated by a man sitting on one of the stones making very loud business calls (why out there?) while his family got increasingly bored. It's a weird phenomenon - after not being able to get mobile reception anywhere you find it at the stone circle. This happened at Callanish - 7 text messages arrived all at once!
On the way there we'd spotted the obvious megaliths like The Cop Stone and White Raise, but on the way back many more cairns revealed themselves to us. Making a short detour to Moor Divock Centre, we stumbled across two parallel lines of stones. I'd read briefly about the alignment, but hadn't thought we'd be able to find it. However, once you're there, it's blindingly obvious you're at a stone row - that's if you go on a very bright sunny day when there's virtually no bracken in late May to early June. They are indeed very low, but in a parallel alignment.
Once more the weather Gods smile on me; looking at the forecast a few days earlier it was so grim I toyed with the notion of postponing my visit planned a couple of months beforehand. I'm so glad I didn't; to echo previous comments, and allowing for Julian's need to limit the number of sites featured in TMA, I still can't quite understand why this amazing complex didn't make the cut. To employ a term I'm sure he'd approve of, it's a veritable megalithic mindfuck of a place, the moorland scattered with cairns and circles in various states of ruination/preservation. On this wondrously sunny afternoon I can't think of anywhere better to be, Scafell Pike looming majestically over the wide sweep of the landscape within which these monuments sit. With my customary inability to read a map correctly I not only take the wrong (and very steep) left-hand route up the hillside (instead of the gentler path to the right of the gate out of Boot) but also go left instead of right at the top, certain that the circles lie in that direction. When fruitless encounters with bits of rock sticking randomly out of the moorland scrub fail to produce any sighting of the object(s) of my quest, I take heed of the advice given to me by the proprietor of The Boot Inn to 'get up on one of the lumps and bumps' and spot what just HAS to be a stone circle way off in the distance to the east. The nearer I get, the more it reveals itself as White Moss, a beautiful little circle, much-better preserved than I'd hoped and the perfect introduction to this wonderful complex. It reminds me very much of Machrie Moor albeit without the big showstopping monoliths that lend that site its aura; here, that's provided by the stupendous views, the setting of the circles operating as a focal point for the aforementioned Scafell Pike and other surrounding hills (cf Castlerigg). To my eyes it looks very much as if the line of sight through White Moss and its more ruined companion is designed to draw your eyes towards the gap through which the sea is visible far away to the west. Brat's Hill is big circumference-wise even though its many stones are smallish and might be less visible later in the summer when the scrub's grown a bit more. The two Low Longrigg circles are a bit more battered and not immediately easy to spot but do provide a wonderful vantage point for views back towards the others. I end up spending a couple of hours wandering backwards and forwards between all the circles, the only person in this vast landscape, thrilled to bits and marvelling at my good fortune in being able to enjoy it in such perfect conditions. I leave with huge reluctance and a fervent desire to communicate the majesty of this site to the world at large. If you've thought about going but haven't got round to it yet, start making plans now, you won't regret it. It's not the most accessible of sites but the effort required isn't that great when set against the pleasure to be gained.