#OTD in 1912 – The Titanic stopped off at Queenstown (now Cobh), Co Cork.
The doomed ship anchored two miles off shore at Roches Point as the port could not accommodate a ship of its size. 123 mainly 3rd class passengers who had paid 15, 10 shillings for a one way trip embarked. Eight people who boarded at either Southampton or Cherbourg disembarked. Only 48 of the Queenstown passengers would survive. Those who would die included 18-year-old Mary Delia Burns from…
Hunting the Winter Solstice = Die Jagd nach der Wintersonnenwende
Last year, I had been to Newgrange for the winter solstice, which had been impressive and weird with all the hippies, so this year I wanted to do something similiar, just not Newgrange again. Luckily, I got a lift to Knockroe Passage Tomb in Co. Kilkenny on the 21st with someone from the Kilkenny Archaeological Society. Unfortunately, the sun didn’t bless us with showing up, but we got a nice lecture from some Dublin based archaeologist about Knockroe, its position to Slievenamon Hill and the River Lingaun and other passage tombs. Also, we were provided with minced pies, sausage rolls, punch and mulled wine.
I had asked banjo guy from Tipp if he had planned anything, because it was him I had been to Newgrange with. He wasn’t so keen on Newgrange either, so I could persuade him to go to Drombeg Stone Circle in Co. Cork on the 22nd. He wasn’t aware how far it was, but I think, he enjoyed it anyway. We were much luckier with the sun. Also, the site has the added bonus of the Atlantic being in the background. An Indian friend of his was with us and took the pictures of us playing some tunes. Because after the whole spectacle was mostly over, we got our instruments, sat down on the walls of one of the round huts and played some tunes. It was wonderful to play in such a historic place with the sun setting behind us and the farmsteads with the white houses in the valley and the fog crawling down there. Very peaceful and almost cheesy.
The kids also had fun with their wellies, because the ground was quite wet and they enjoyed jumping on it and splashing about.
I only had my phone camera, which struggled with the light of the setting sun, so I tried to salvage it in Photoshop, but I’m not entirely happy with the results. You’ve had to have been there.
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Letztes Jahr war ich zur Wintersonnenwende ja in Newgrange gewesen, was sehr eindrucksvoll und auch seltsam gewesen war wegen all der Hippies, daher wollte ich dieses Jahr etwas Ähnliches machen, nur eben nicht Newgrange. Glücklicherweise hat mich jemand am 21.12. im Auto nach Knockroe zum Ganggrab mitgenommen. Leider hat uns die Sonne nicht mit ihrer Anwesenheit gesegnet, aber wir haben einen netten Vortrag von einem Archäologen aus Dublin über Knockroe, seine Lage zum Berg Slievenamon und dem Fluss Lingaun etc. bekommen. Außerdem gab es minced pies, Würstchen im Schlafrock, Punsch und Glühwein.
Ich hatte den Banjospieler aus Tipperary gefragt, ob er etwas zur Sonnenwende geplant hatte, weil ich letztes Jahr mit ihm in Newgrange gewesen war. Er war auch nicht so wild auf Newgrange und so konnte ich ihn überreden, mit mir zum Drombeg Steinkreis im Co. Cork am 22.12. zu fahren. Ihm war nicht bewusst gewesen, wie weit das ist, aber ich glaube, es hat ihm dennoch gefallen. Wir hatten dort viel mehr Glück mit der Sonne. Außerdem hat die Stätte dort den Bonus des Atlantiks im Hintergrund. Eine indische Freundin von ihm (die auch einige Zeit in Deutschland gelebt hat), war ab Cork City mit dabei und hat die Bilder von uns gemacht. Denn nachdem das ganze Spektakel weitestgehend vorbei war, haben wir unsere Instrumente geholt, uns auf die Mauerreste einer der Rundhäuser gesetzt und ein paar Tunes gespielt. Es war super, in einem so geschichtsträchtigen Ort mit der untergehenden Sonne im Rücken zu spielen und die Bauernhöfe im Tal mit ihren weißen Häusern zu sehen und wie der Neben langsam durchs Tal kroch. Es war sehr friedlich und fast schon postkartenkitschig.
Die Kinder hatten mit ihren Gummistiefeln auch ihre Freude, denn der Boden war sehr nass und sie hatten Spaß daran, herumzuspringen und zu -spritzen.
Ich hatte leider nur meine Handykamera, die mit dem Licht der untergehenden Sonne so ihre Probleme hatte, so dass ich noch versucht habe, in Photoshop zu retten, was zu retten war, aber so ganz bin ich mit dem Ergebnis nicht zufrieden. Muss man eben dabei gewesen sein.
#OTD in 1847 – Choctaw Indians collect money to donate to starving Irish Hunger victims.
Moved by news of starvation in Ireland, a group of Choctaws gathered in Scullyville, Ok, to raise a relief fund. Despite their meager resources, they collected $170 and forwarded it to a U.S. famine relief organisation.
The Choctaw Indians may have seen echoes of their own fate in that of the Irish. Just 16 years before, in 1831, the Choctaw Indians were forcibly removed from their ancestral…
1074 – Donatus (or Dunan), the first Bishop of Dublin, dies on this date and is buried in Christ Church Cathedral. Patrick, his successor, is sent to Canterbury for consecration (records are unreliable – the date of his death is also recorded as 23 November).
1384 – Philip de Courtenay lands at Dalkey and campaigns in the midlands and the Leinster mountains.
1728 – Act of Parliament removes the…
#OTD in 1697 – Birth of pirate, Anne Bonny, née Cormac, in Co Cork.
Born in Co Cork, Anne Bonny was the illegitimate daughter of lawyer William Cormac and his housemaid. They immigrated to America after Anne’s birth and settled on a plantation near Charleston, South Carolina. A headstrong young woman ‘with a fierce and courageous temper’, she eloped with James Bonny against her father’s wishes. James took her to a pirates’ lair in New Providence in the Bahamas,…