This is the day I knew my wife really loved me because she visited castles in the rain and was smiling!
|Coity Castle in the rain.|
|Coity Castle in the rain.|
"Gwnewch y pethau bychain mewn bywyd"
"Do ye the little things in life"I'm with you there, Dewi Sant! While he has a grand cathedral, the essence of the man permeates the soul of Cymru.
|St. David's Cathedral, Pembrokeshire|
|The scribbles are my poor attempt with "Paint" to redact my personal identifiers|
|Tony Barton emailed me and said that as he was commissioned by the Welsh Government,|
he considers the Tretower art to belong to the People.
Thus, I have used his representation of the Vaughan armorial for my personal symbol. I am one of the Vaughan People.
|We've got about about three street levels here.|
|Walking to Caernarfon Castle|
|Caernarfon Castle. The round dais is where the current Saxon pretender to the title, Prince of Wales, was invested by his mother.|
|"Farewell and Come Back Again"|
|We climbed over a sty and hiked across a field to Old Beaupre|
|Our group readying for a trip down the mine.|
|St. Michael's Mount at low tide.|
|"You're a Wizard, Merlin!"|
|My wife at Tintagel Castle|
|We approach Kenilworth, a beautiful, red-sandstone castle.|
|Very Tolkienesque or C.S.Lewisy|
|If you throw some dirt, mud, and straw on the street, you can get to "Old English Village" pretty quick.|
You share a paternal-line ancestor with Niall of the Nine Hostages.
The spread of haplogroup R-M269 in northern Ireland and Scotland was likely aided by men like Niall of the Nine Hostages. Perhaps more myth than man, Niall of the Nine Hostages is said to have been a King of Tara in northwestern Ireland in the late 4th century C.E. His name comes from a tale of nine hostages that he held from the regions he ruled over. Though the legendary stories of his life may have been invented hundreds of years after he died, genetic evidence suggests that the Uí Néill dynasty, whose name means "descendants of Niall," did in fact trace back to just one man who bore a branch of haplogroup R-M269.
The Uí Néill ruled to various degrees as kings of Ireland from the 7th to the 11th century C.E. In the highly patriarchal society of medieval Ireland, their status allowed them to have outsized numbers of children and spread their paternal lineage each generation. In fact, researchers have estimated that between 2 and 3 million men with roots in north-west Ireland are paternal-line descendants.
|Niall of the Nine Hostages apparently burning one of them,|
or at least someone not likely to reproduce much more.
|Walking to LDS Church services in Cardiff|
|Professor Tom lecturing from the driver's seat. He is full of knowledge, whimsy, and has little tolerance for those who can't keep up.|
|Professor Ron. Also very knowledgeable, but more the type to make sure everybody is in the van.|
|This is a cock-fighting pit. Mormon Missionaries preached in these because they were such natural auditoriums|
and they generally weren't welcome in churches or chapels.
|Synchronizing watches (no, that would be the old days) at the restored Globe Theatre|
|Orientation by Prof. Tom|
|Chepstow Castle: No kiddin' built on the cliffs!|
|Chepstow Castle above the Wye.|
|My wife and Prof. Tom getting the rundown on a crossbow from one of the locals.|
|Supposedly the oldest wooden Castle door in Britain, but they have fully tested the door at Hay Castle yet.|
|Vaulted stone ceiling at Chepstow Castle|
|Chepstow Castle: It was always interesting to watch the youth groups on tour as we had a few teachers in our contigent.|
This also shows how the River Wye has a big curve at Chepstow.
|My wife contemplates Tintern before our picnic with this view.|
|The beauty of Tintern is its grass floor, sky ceiling, and green hills surrounding. The fusion of stone and natural spirituality.|
|Raglan with moat.|
|The Yellow Tower of Gwent at Raglan|
That dang Cromwell had his army undermine half of it.
|The Blorenge from Raglan. See, it's all in the neighborhood!|
|Raglan from the back.|
|Usk Castle. More of an ivy-covered romantic ruin.|
|My wife on the wall at Usk Castle.|
|We close with a happy wife at Usk Castle.|