Saturday 12th April, an excellent day for a run out in Novara. Still no sails on as yet, they are still at the sail maker being repaired.
Day break was about 06:00, we all got up, had a quick breakfast and got on the road for Camden.
What a stunning day, brilliant blue skies and beautiful sunshine.
A panorama of Camden harbour to prove the point:
It appears we have a visitor too, this schooner must have come into harbour overnight.
All the necessary checks done, we set off for North Haven Island. An interesting chain of islands with a "thoroughfare" separating the North island ( North Haven Island) and the South island (Vinal Haven Island).
They separate West & East Penobscot Bay.
This is one of the most prolific areas i ever seen for Lobster pots, hardly surprising i guess, as the area is world famous for it's Lobster.
We carried on into the "thoroughfare" and found the an amazing place, where the rich & famous have their holiday homes :
North Haven township
Talk about being on "millionaires row" !!!!
Just amazing, what a time i'm having...........talk about the luckiest guy alive !!!!!
And so to the story of Morgan, not a factual account, just my thoughts:
Morgan - Ancient Britain - An introduction
Morgan was born in 960 AD in what is now known as Cheshire / Shropshire. He belonged to the Cornovii tribe, a long established group in this region. His father (Adaryn) was a land owner, in a small way.
He had a an acre or two of land, in which he grew vegetables, as a way to supplement his families food.
It had been left to him, when his great uncle Cymbaline had died a few years earlier.
Adaryn really worked for the local landowner, Crevan, not quite as a slave, but very close to it.
Morgan worked in the fields with his father, as his father had done with his father, and his father with his father and so on.
Life was good, they had food, lived well ,worked hard and they all enjoyed themselves.
Unfortunately, life was about to change, forever...................
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