Saturday, September 4, 2010

Doofus Of The Day #387


Today's award goes collectively to five unusually dense pot-growers in California.

California wildlife officials say two men are in custody after a group of marijuana growers started to toss bags full of pot into a pickup truck belonging to game wardens they mistook for their suppliers. State Department of Fish and Game spokesman Pat Foy says two wardens in Tehama County were looking for deer poachers Monday night in the Shasta-Trinity National Forest when they heard footsteps behind them.

They turned and saw five men hauling large military-style duffel bags and sleeping bags. Foy said the men approached the wardens' truck as if to toss the bags in the bed.

The wardens began shouting commands at the group and managed to handcuff two, one of whom was carrying a shotgun. Three others escaped into the forest.

The wardens recovered 127 pounds of processed marijuana.


Nothing (for cops) like having the crooks bring the evidence to you, and climb aboard your vehicle carrying it, is there?



Peter

Tattoos redux


Some time ago I put up a couple of posts about tattoos. Recently a new reader (who wishes to remain anonymous) found them, and sent me a few more pictures of tattoos. I can't publish some of them on a high-toned family-oriented blog like this one (!), but others are definitely cringeworthy.














One has to wonder how they dream up these ideas . . .





Peter

Good for you, cake is!


Over at Instructables, someone's come up with a Yoda head cake.










Recipe and instructions are at the link.

Now, if I can only figure out how to make icing look like Chewbacca . . .





Peter

Friday, September 3, 2010

Baby and dog - too cute for words!


Following my posts earlier this week of sled dogs hauling a water-skier, and a baby kissing his own reflection in a mirror, reader Gail G. suggests that I simply have to post the video below. Having watched it, I agree - it rounds out the earlier video clips very nicely to end the week!







Talk about a cuteness overload!



Peter

Minas Tirith meets its match(es)!


We've looked at various unique and impressive matchstick models on this blog before: a racing car, a replica of Tower Bridge, various animals, and even full-scale, functional musical instruments.

Now comes news from the Matchstick Marvels Tourist Center in Gladbrook, IA of a matchstick model of the city of Minas Tirith, as depicted in the Lord of the Rings movie trilogy.




The resident artist, Patrick Acton, took almost three years to make it and used 420,000 matchsticks.




The museum describes his latest creation as follows:

Acton's version of Minas Tirith is one of his biggest and most detailed matchstick models yet, as he has constructed his rendition of the tremendously ancient city that Tolkien says "appears hewn from the rock of Mount Mindolluin" in the White Mountains. Tolkien's fortress city is said to tower 700 feet above the Pelennor Fields in Middle Earth's land of Gondor. Acton's matchstick version of the seven-level city was started in 2007 and took nearly three years when completed in February 2010. The Minas Tirith model contains hundreds of city buildings and is topped with the Citadel, the Tree of Gondor, and the White Tower of Ecthelion.

Visit Matchstick Marvels soon and see the Minas Tirith model before its scheduled departure in 2011. Minas Tirith will be on display at the Matchstick Marvels Tourist Center for one year. See the 420,000 matchsticks used in its construction, and an additional 24,000 small wooden blocks that have been used to construct Mount Mindolluin, which supports the huge matchstick structure. Come to see Minas Tirith and follow the gates, ramps, tunnels, and passageways as they ascend the seven levels comprising the city fortress.


A series of larger photographs of the model may be found here.

That's quite an achievement! There are many more matchstick models on display. Next time I pass through the area, I'll make a note to visit the museum.

Peter

Cheap flights, and the true costs thereof


Via Runway Girl, one of the correspondents' blogs on Flight Global, we learn of the hypothetical airline Thromby Air. Their Web site answers the question, "Just how low can a low-cost carrier go?"

For example, here's their Terms of Carriage:

1. Pay by weight: You will be weighed at check-in and charged according to your weight, including your clothes. The less you are wearing the cheaper your fare. Paper clothes available for a small fee. See our helpful hints page for tips on reducing your fare.

2. Packing Cylinder Option: our lowest fares require you to be loaded into a cylinder to facilitate high density passenger loading. Please arrive at the airport 15 minutes earlier than usual if you have selected this option. If you feel that the packing cyclinder size you have chosen is possibly too small (Best Selling Cheapskate Option), please arrive 60 minutes early and expect to be coated in oil to facilitate cylinder loading.

3. Fuel Surcharge: if you wish there to be fuel in the aeroplane, you will be charged an additional fee.

4. Toilet usage fee: Use of our excellent onboard restroom will incur a $75.00 fee. You may use the facilities at the airport prior to boarding (after ticket price weigh-in) - prices displayed at the door. (Note: Onboard restroom not available if you have chosen the Packing Cylinder option.)

5. Your luggage will be returned to you after your flight if you have paid the "luggage recovery surcharge."

6. You acknowledge that there are certain hazards associated with air travel.

7. Larger passengers are serviced by our FATASS system.


As the 'airline' charges by weight, they also include these helpful hints:

Thromby Air charges you for your ticket based on your weight. Here are some handy tips for reducing your ticket cost.

1. Shave before you fly. Everywhere.

2. Do not eat for 48 hours prior to checkin. Vending machines are available after ticket weigh-in (prices as marked).

3. Eliminate all body waste prior to checkin. Common sense, really.

4. Breathe helium prior to weigh-in.


More helpful advice (applicable, I'm sure, to most low-cost carriers) may be found at Thromby Air's Web site. Enjoy!

While on the subject of low-cost carriers, here's the British comedy trio Fascinating Aïda with their take on "Cheap Flights". (The song occupies the first 4m. 10s. of the video, and is followed by a couple of minutes of promotional material, which you can disregard if you wish.)

LANGUAGE ALERT: The F-word, somewhat modified, occurs frequently - but with great good humor!









Peter

Take this job and . . .


Readers will doubtless remember the story of Steven Slater, the JetBlue flight attendant who last month exited his plane - and his job - by cursing at a 'difficult' passenger, grabbing a couple of beers, then activating and sliding down the emergency exit chute. He's become something of a folk hero to many.

His example has now inspired a company to produce the ultimate kit for anyone wanting to leave their job in style. Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce . . . the SlipQuit! (Click the image for a larger view.)




Looks like just the thing for those wanting to go out with a bang!





Peter

Thursday, September 2, 2010

All together, now:


. . . Awwwww!









Peter

Someone please explain this to me . . .


. . . why, exactly, would a police force require an officially-badged tractor? Complete with lights and siren?




It seems the police in Lincolnshire, England, have such a need. The Daily Mail reports:

With a top speed of 25mph, it would hardly be the wheels of choice for a ... detective and would be hard-pressed to catch anything – let alone a getaway car.

Even so, Lincolnshire Police hope this five-ton tractor could help bring criminals to justice.

The John Deere 6630, complete with distinctive blue and yellow livery, is being used for Operation Fusion, the force’s initiative against rural crime.

It will appear at agricultural shows to encourage farmers to ‘tag’ their own tractors with Smartwater, a liquid produced in unique batches that can be seen under UV light to identify the owner.

With a whopping price tag of £50,000, not including the custom paint job, the force can count itself lucky that it is being loaned the tractor by the manufacturer.

The tractor has been kitted out with a flashing blue light, police stripes and badges. The force will have to pay its running costs.

. . .

The cost of altering the vehicle’s standard green livery was paid for by the National Farmers Union following a year in which the value of tractor thefts soared as many were stolen to order for delivery to Eastern Europe and Russia.

More than 2,000 tractors worth £42million were stolen last year, up by a third on 2008.

An NFU spokesman said: ‘Tractors and farm implements seem to be at the top of thieves’ shopping lists at the moment, so NFU is delighted to support Lincolnshire Police in its drive to make farmers aware of how they can better protect their farms.’


There's more at the link.

I can see it serving as a sort of mobile advertisement for tractor security measures; but why kit it out with a siren and lights? Are they intended to warn scarecrows to get out of the way as it chugs sedately across a plowed field in pursuit of tractornappers? Or, perhaps, to warn overtaking traffic to give way to a slow cop?

As the Daily Mail's cartoonist, Pugh, summed it up:







Peter

Moby-Dick, with dragons!


I've just learned of a movie currently in production in Utah. Formerly known by the working title of Dragon Fire, it's now called Age Of The Dragon, and stars Danny Glover, Vinnie Jones, Corey Sevier and Sofia Pernas. The budget is apparently only $5 million, a pittance by Hollywood standards, but that interests me all the more. If the actors and director can put their hearts into it, even on a low budget, it should be at least as good as the turgid nonsense Hollywood churns out at much greater cost - probably better, as they can't afford to pay for mediocrity.

What most interests me about the film is how the plot was developed. IMDb summarizes it as follows:

Age of the Dragons is a re-imagining of Herman Melville's classic novel Moby-Dick. Set in a mythical realm where Captain Ahab and crew hunt dragons for the vitriol that powers their world, Ishmael, a charismatic harpooner, joins their quest. Ahab's adopted daughter Rachel, beautiful and tough, runs the hunting vessel. Ahab's obsession to seek revenge on a great "White Dragon" that slaughtered his family when he was young and left his body scarred and mauled, drives the crew deeper into the heart of darkness. In the White Dragon's lair Ahab's secrets are revealed and Rachel must choose between following him on his dark quest or escaping to a new life with Ishmael.


Full marks to whoever thought of applying Melville's historically accurate whaling novel to a fantasy setting. It's a very intriguing thought, and I'm looking forward to seeing how it works out.

Here's a news report shot on the set of Age Of The Dragons in Utah earlier this year.







And here's the first trailer released for the movie.







This looks like it might be worth waiting for.

Peter

A 19th-century diarist finds new life


I'm familiar with the extracts from the diaries of Elizabeth Wynne Fremantle that were published in the 1950's. She was a remarkable woman of her times, and her diaries shed a very interesting light on social life in England and on the Continent during the period of the French Revolution, the Napoleonic era, and the first half of the 19th century. Wikipedia notes about her:

Elizabeth Wynne Fremantle (born at Falkingham, now Folkingham, Lincolnshire, in 1779, died 1857) was the main author of the extensive Wynne Diaries and wife of the celebrated Royal Navy officer Thomas Fremantle (1765–1819), a close associate of Nelson.

Known in the family as Betsey, she was born Elizabeth Wynne, the daughter of Richard Wynne (1744–1799) and his wife Camille (born de Royer), who were Roman Catholics. Wynne was a fast liver, later a friend of Casanova. He got into financial difficulties in 1788, sold his Lincolnshire estate, and took his family abroad. Elizabeth married Fremantle in 1797, after he had rescued her and her family from Leghorn (Livorno) during the 1796 French invasion of Italy and taken them to safety in Corsica. The marriage took place in Naples on 12 January 1797, at the house of the British envoy, Sir William and Lady Hamilton, who took care of the arrangements.

Thomas Fremantle bought the manor of Swanbourne, Buckinghamshire, for his family in 1798 for 900 guineas. Elizabeth lived there for the rest of her life. The Fremantles' children included Thomas (1798–1890), a Tory politician later created 1st Baron Cottesloe, a daughter Emma (born 13 June 1799), Charles (1800–1869), a Royal Navy officer after whom the city of Fremantle in Western Australia is named, and William Robert (c. 1809–1895), who became Anglican dean of Ripon in Yorkshire.

Privately, Elizabeth lost sympathy with Lady Hamilton and Nelson when their conspicuous affair became known: "I had a letter from my husband today.... Lady Nelson is sueing for a separate maintenance. I have no patience with her husband, at his age and such a cripple to play the fool with Lady Hammilton." Fremantle, in command of the Ganges, distinguished himself at the Battle of Copenhagen in 1801 under Nelson's command. He was also prominent at Trafalgar in 1805. Elizabeth bore her husband's absences at sea with difficulty, especially as her family grew. They kept up an intimate correspondence, which is spliced into the 1952 edition of the diaries. They received a good deal of hospitality from the family of Lord Buckingham, who lived nearby at Stowe. Buckingham as a figure close to the government was a help to Fremantle in his naval career.

The early parts of the Wynne Diaries, which run from 1789 to 1857 in 41 manuscript volumes, provide a vivid and informative account of a well connected English family in Europe (mainly in Germany and Italy). The bulk of them were written by Elizabeth, but diaries of her younger sisters Eugenia (born 1780) and Harriet (born 1786) have also survived.


There's more at the link.

According to an English newspaper, more of her diary material has been discovered, sufficient to prompt a grant of £100,000 (about US $154,000) to an historian to write the first-ever biography of her life. The Independent reports:

As a young woman Elizabeth Wynne witnessed some of the key events of the 18th century, noting meticulously in more than 40 volumes of diaries experiences from nursing Admiral Lord Nelson following the loss of his arm to the bloody aftermath of the French Revolution. But despite her remarkable life, "Betsey" was lost to history.

Now a historian at Bath Spa University has been awarded a £100,000 grant to write the first definitive biography of Wynne after her journals were rediscovered at her ancestral home, Swanbourne House in Buckinghamshire.

They recount in detail Wynne's life as the wife of one of Horatio Nelson's famous "band of brothers", Admiral Thomas Fremantle, and whose bohemian relations included a lover of Casanova. Wynne was just 19 and pregnant when she cared for Nelson at sea after his amputation.

The project will cast new light on the role of women in 18th- and early 19th-century society, including their place on board the Royal Navy's ships as Nelson's fleet sailed around the Mediterranean during the Napoleonic Wars.

The diaries were kept by Wynne, a striking beauty of her era, from the age of 11, just weeks before the start of the French Revolution, until her death in 1857. The cast of characters encountered by Wynne ranged from a key agent of the doomed French king Louis XVI to Lady Hamilton, the scandal-prone socialite who became Lord Nelson's mistress and organised Fremantle's wedding to the young Englishwoman.

. . .

Describing her first encounter with her future husband, Wynne wrote: "How kind and amiable Captain Fremantle is. He pleases me more than any man I have yet seen. Not handsome, but there is something in his countenance and his fiery black eyes are quite captivating. He is good-natured, kind and amiable, gay and lively; in short he seems to possess all the good and amiable qualities that are required to win everybodies [sic] heart the first moment one sees him."

A year later, after spending time on board various naval vessels where accommodating captains vacated their quarters to make way for the Wynnes, a newlywed Elizabeth found herself on board the HMS Seahorse, a warship conveying the wounded Nelson back to England after a disastrous raid on Tenerife.

She made clear her ability to handle the irascible hero, writing on 24 August 1797: "A foul wind which makes the Admiral fret, he is a very bad patient."

Dr Elaine Chalus, whose research grant comes from the British Academy, said: "Betsey lived in Europe at a time when it was on the cusp of revolution. She was a young woman who was incredibly unflappable and ambitious, and has left us with this remarkable record of what life was like for a woman in her position.

"She was 19 and pregnant on board a British warship when she nursed Nelson and showed herself able to cope with just about anything. She went on to have a family who were involved in the highest levels of British society. She is a fascinating and important character. I would love to be able restore her to her rightful place in history."

The journey back to the historical record for Wynne began when Dr Chalus discovered a worn paperback on a bookstall at a folk music festival containing a few extracts of the diaries. Further research located the journals in a private family archive, the vast majority of them unpublished.


Again, there's more at the link.

So much of the history of the late 18th century and the first half of the 19th century is occupied with war and politics that the social life of those involved is largely ignored. It's a period that's always interested me, and I hope this biography will shed new light on the human interaction that's at the heart of any historical epoch - even if it's often ignored. This should be a fascinating project.

Peter

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Peter

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Diving-board show-off FAIL!


The best-laid plans, etc., etc. . .









Peter

Whisky made from WHAT???


I'm still not quite sure that this story isn't a hoax, but it's been widely published, so I'm going to take it on trust . . . although I won't be drinking the product!

Wired magazine in the UK reports:

James Gilpin is a designer and researcher who works on the implementation of new biomedical technologies. He's also got type 1 diabetes, where his body doesn't produce enough insulin to regulate blood sugar levels.




So he's started a project called Gilpin Family Whisky, which turns the sugar-rich urine of elderly diabetics into a high-end single malt whisky, suitable for export.

The source material is acquired from elderly volunteers, including Gilpin's own grandmother, Patricia. The urine is purified in the same way as mains water is purified, with the sugar molecules removed and added to the mash stock to accelerate the whisky's fermentation process. Traditionally, that sugar would be made from the starches in the mash.




Once fermented into a clear alcohol spirit, whisky blends are added to give colour, taste and viscosity, and the product is bottled with the name and age of the contributor.




. . .

It'll be exhibited, with tasting sessions, at 100% Materials, a design and architecture event in London in September, and the Abandon Normal Devices festival in Manchester in October. If you're not keen on trying it yourself, then you can still go along and view the three films that Gilpin will be showing alongside the whisky, which each outline one aspect of living with the disease.


There's more at the link. Photographs are from James Gilpin's Web site.

If any British readers of this blog will be attending either event, and you're feeling adventurous, please post a comment here and tell us what the stuff tastes like, won't you? Personally, I'll stick to Glenfiddich, thank you very much!





Peter

A novel library design


Over the past few weeks I've posted articles about a couple of interesting architectural designs, including some 'humanoid' electrical transmission pylons and a pavilion built out of shipping pallets. Now, via e-mail from reader Sven G., comes news of a novel design proposal for a library in Stockholm, Sweden. It was submitted via the CGSociety, which bills itself as:

. . . the most respected and accessible global organization for creative digital artists. The CGS supports artists at every level by offering a range of services to connect, inform, educate and promote, by celebrating achievement, excellence and innovation in all aspects of digital art.


The author, Olivier Charles, describes his work as follows:

This concept was made for an International Competition of Architecture, for the Stockholm Public Library. The project was conceived by Armel Neouze, Jacques Gelez and myself, and we entered the image into the competition after creating more than 1,000 renders. We started our project with some quick drawings and some deep discussion.

A project like this can quickly move and change without warning or restraint. Some ideas just didn't have traction, whereas other brainwaves were instantly set upon.

When everyone agreed on the main visual, we created some 2D drawing and some fast 3D modeling to visualize and confirm the brainstorming.



(Click this and all images for a larger view)



In this case, we started our discussion with the idea of a recessed library, backed by the hill, which rebounds on the idea of 'the archivist' of Schuiten.

Finally, we decided to create an infinite wall of books, with a concrete wave access, with this particular shape. The double hyperbola, looking like a widening rock face was originally thought up by Armel. We considered changing the image name to the 'Mind Shaft!'

After validation of the concept, Armel and Jacques detailed the 2D drawing (first plans and sections). I could then detail the modeling.




. . .

The idea can move in parallel with the 3D model: shapes of the ground, bridges, stairs and walkways.

3D permits the artist to explore many ways, and can highlight some specifics that can't be seen in 2D.

We started with the idea in sections, so we had to translate it into 3D and then attempt to reinforce the concept for a good impact.


There's much more at the link, along with drawings and schematics of the work in progress. Very interesting stuff, for those who like unconventional architecture and want to delve into the creative process.

I'm not sure that the result would be very practical, from a librarian's perspective, but it's certainly visually impressive. (Oh - and forgive the pun in the title to this post . . . I just couldn't resist it!)

Peter

An avalanche of visitors


Someone on Reddit linked to a post I put up back in October 2008, with pictures of a Harrier jet fighter making an emergency landing on a heap of mattresses. The result was a bit like an avalanche. Yesterday I got more visits to the site than I normally get in an entire month! Guess that proves Reddit sure does have an impressive readership . . . The reader comments on the Reddit thread were sometimes quite funny, too!

One of the commenters there included a link to a Dutch forum, where more information was provided about the Harrier crash. It's a couple of years late for the original post, but better late than never!

TAV-8B USMC VMAT-203 at MCAS Cherry Point

Basically, the nose gear wouldn't come done. The Harrier has a backup system with a nitrogen bottle to blow the gear down in this event. Well, someone significantly outranking the pilot ordered him not to blow the gear down (which is the specified emergency procedure) b/c by his reasoning, if the nose gear didn't come down, he was afraid the jet would break its back by having all that weight on the long nose of the T-bird. With that, he elected to gather mattresses and strap them down to support the extended nose, and you have the obvious result. 'Normally' a Harrier that can't get it's gear to come down will suck up the gear and do a vertical landing on the strakes/gun pack, they'll jack the bird up, fix the gear, and it's back to flying rather quickly. In this case, the motor was hilariously trashed with mattress springs protruding out and everything. This has since become a legendary event in the Harrier community (rather small community) and is laughed about often. The best part was, when they jacked the plane up in the hangar and pulled the gear handle to blow them down, all 4 came down and locked in place."

Another quote:

They experienced hung landing gear (repeat gripe on that jet) and contacted base for troubleshooting. The EP involves cycling some Circuit breakers, cycling the gear, and requesting visual inspection. If none of that works (which it didn't), you blow down the gear. At some point, the squadron let the MAG CO what was going on (for what reason, I have no idea). He was worried that if they blew the gear down and the nose gear still hung up, it would crack the frame of one of the scarce T-birds. He directed that the pilot do a gear up vertical landing. It would crush the strakes and probably FOD the motor, but it's better than cracking the frame. He directed the mattresses to be placed under the nose. When the pilot heard about all of this, he refused to do it unless he heard it directly from the MAG CO. The MAG CO got on the radio and told him to do it. The landing was pretty unremarkable, despite the photos. The damage was limited to the engine (Fodded), and the strakes (crushed). Expensive, but not the end of the world. When they jacked it up, they we able to blow the gear down with no problems. This is when the story gets even weirder. Once the jet was in the hangar, relatively undamaged, an EZ-go golf cart came flying into the hangar and smashed into the jet, causing some D-level repair damage. It turns out that LCpl. Schmuckatelli was huffing keyboard cleaner before making his parts run in the EZ-go. He got really dizzy, lost consiousness, and the cart went out of control. It drove directly into the hangar at full speed through a gap in the hangar doors and smashed the jet. Like I said, the truth is sometimes stranger than fiction. You couldn't make up something that bizarre.


Thanks to the anonymous Reddit poster who provided the link. I wonder if LCpl. Schmuckatelli has finished doing pushups yet?



Peter

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A novel way to waterski!


I'm highly amused by this video clip from Fairbanks, Alaska, showing a sled dog team towing a young lady on waterskis.







The thing about sled dogs is, they enjoy their work so much that it's effectively play for them. One need only watch them at the start and finish of a sled dog race to see how much fun they're having. During summer, when there's no snow for sled racing, I imagine this must have been one great big game to them! I wish I'd been there to see them throw themselves into it, with all the enthusiasm and vigor of their breed. Lovely creatures!



Peter

Creative architecture


The BLDGBLOG (which I'm assuming stands for Building Blog) has an interesting entry on a 'pavilion' built of old shipping pallets, ground anchors and tie rods. According to the author:

Designed to be easily assembled and dismantled, and then entirely recycled at a later date, the resulting building is intended as a temporary meeting place.




As the architect writes, the shipping pallets are "characterized by a complex geometry of open and closed surface portions," with the effect that a staggered stacking of each unit produces "interesting netlike structures." They add that the deceptively curvilinear form becomes a "cave."




The unexpected modular reuse of everyday materials is nothing new in architecture — seemingly every term in architecture school brings with it experiments in the tiling of things like cable ties, styrofoam cups, plastic water bottles, and so on — but the spatially dramatic effects of this particular experiment in large-scale, off-kilter pallet-stacking are worth seeing. In fact, a kind of micro-village of equally fluid forms built entirely from pallets would be fascinating to see.




The pavilion at night, lit from within, is also pretty eye-popping.


There's more at the link, including more photographs.

I'm always interested to see how creative artists and designers can take the cast-off things of society and turn them into something beautiful, or useful, or both. I'm not sure how useful this pavilion would be (particularly when it rains!), but it's certainly a novel idea to dispose of old shipping pallets. Congratulations to the designer.

Peter

Doofus Of The Day #386


Today's winner is from Snohomish, WA.

Darrel Elam, 52, was preparing to go hiking on Blewett Pass and had moved his 40-caliber Smith & Wesson handgun from its holster to his back pocket to see if that position would be more comfortable for walking, said Jerry Moore, chief of administration for the Chelan County Sheriff’s Office.

The gun discharged and shot down his left buttock and left leg, coming to rest just above his knee.


There's more at the link.

And that, boys and girls, is why you shouldn't carry a loaded gun in your pocket unless it's in a properly-designed pocket holster that covers (and safeguards) the trigger mechanism. Without that, anything inside your pocket, or anything pressing on your pocket from the outside, might activate the trigger mechanism, with results that are both noisy and painful (sometimes terminally so).

Mr. Elam was extremely fortunate that his injuries were relatively light. I bet he won't do that again in a hurry!

Peter

The Great Wall of . . . Denmark???


I'm intrigued by the news that archaeologists in Germany have uncovered a new section of a Viking-era defensive wall, originally designed to provide cover for a transshipment route from the Baltic Sea across the foot of Denmark to the North Sea. Der Spiegel reports:

Their attacks out of nowhere in rapid longboats have led many to call Vikings the inventors of the Blitzkrieg. "Like wild hornets," reads an ancient description, the Vikings would plunder monasteries and entire cities from Ireland to Spain. The fact that the Vikings, who have since found their place as droll comic book characters, were also avid masons is slightly less well known.

The proof can be seen in northern Germany, not far from the North Sea-Baltic Canal. There, one can marvel at a giant, 30-kilometer (19-mile) wall which runs through the entire state of Schleswig-Holstein. The massive construction, called the Danevirke -- "work of the Danes" -- is considered the largest earthwork in northern Europe.




Archeologists have now taken a closer look at part of the construction -- a three-meter-thick (10 feet) wall from the 8th century near Hedeby (known as Haithabu in German). It is constructed entirely out of stones collected from the surrounding region. Some of them are only as big as a fist, while others weigh as much as 100 kilograms (220 pounds). "The Vikings collected millions of rocks," says archeologist Astrid Tummuscheit, who works for the state archeology office of Schleswig-Holstein.




At a press conference Friday, Tummuscheit's team announced a further find -- one that they are calling a "sensation." The researchers have discovered the only gate leading through the Danevirke, a five-meter (16 feet) wide portal. According to old writings, "horsemen and carts" used to stream through the gate, called "Wiglesdor." Next to it was a customs station and an inn that included a bordello.

. . .

The new find is certain to attract significant attention above Germany's northern border as well -- the Danevirke is seen as a national treasure in Denmark. Queen Margrethe II of Denmark has visited the site, as has Prince Frederik.

New calculations as to the age of the construction indicate, however, that the earliest parts of the wall might have been built by the Frisians and not by the Danes. Archeologists now think the foundation stone might have been laid as early as the 7th century.

The Frisians, who lived on the west coast of what is now Denmark and on a number of islands in the North Sea, were fighting for supremacy in the region with three other peoples: the Danes, the Slavs and the Saxons (see graphic). "It was the Kosovo of the early middle ages," says Carnap-Bornheim. In the end, however, it was the Danes who emerged victorious. According to contemporary records, King Göttrik of Denmark ordered in 808 that the border of his empire with that of the Saxons be fortified.

. . .

In order for goods from the east to be shipped to the west, they had to cross the narrow strip of land at the base of present-day Denmark. Traders would sail inland on the Schlei Inlet, but when they got to Hedeby, their wares were offloaded and carted overland to the Treene River, 18 kilometers away. Only there could the goods be reloaded onto boats and sailed into the North Sea.

For the duration of this short overland trek, the valuable goods -- including gold from Byzantium, bear pelts from Novgorod and even statues of Buddha from India -- were open to attack from the mainland. In order to protect this important trade artery, archeologists now believe, a bulwark of earth, stone and bricks was constructed. The Danevirke, in other words, was little more than a protective shield for commerce.


There's more at the link, including more photographs of the excavations.

It's fascinating to think of the decision process that led to the building of such fortifications. The amount of labor involved must have been immense; gathering so many rocks and stones, taking them to the places where they were needed, providing skilled masons to set them in place and secure them, then providing a garrison to defend the wall against intruders. Indeed, the effort would have been so great that it wouldn't have been economically worthwhile . . . unless the threat confronting them was so severe as to make such a colossal effort worthwhile. That, in turn, gives you some idea of the nature of the conflicts confronting our distant Northern European ancestors.

I guess, in its own way, this is a (much) smaller, simpler version of the Great Wall of China, which was built to keep invaders out of the Celestial Kingdom (with about as much success as the Danevirke enjoyed, in the long run!).

Peter