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July 22, 2015 I'm going to start today to record on a daily basis whatever happens to strike my fancy. So, it is a very cool breezy day. I just posted 5 short book reviews to The Monthly Reading Challenge. I'm suppose to put away some winter wood today from the woodpile outside but I'm playing hookey from work to write so starting this blog will get done. I'm having a daily fight with a flock of English Sparrows that are trying to take over my barn. They are making a terrible mess so they have to go. I have destroyed several nests so far they don't leave but they get out of the barn when I am around. I'm just starting the fight so I guess I don't know how far I have to go to discourage them. I'm trying not to spread myself to thin on WDC because I find so many things that are interesting here and I am trying to work on a new story. I really enjoy sitting at my desk with a cup of tea and reading blogs on WDC. |
| The Flannan Isles Lighthouse Disappearances In 1900, three keepers of the Flannan Isles Lighthouse off the west coast of Scotland disappeared under the strangest of circumstances. The lighthouse was manned by a three-person team (Thomas Marshall, James Ducat, and Donald MacArthur), with a fourth man rotating in from shore. On Boxing Day (December 26) of 1900, the relief keeper arrived to find none of the lighthouse keepers present. The only sign that anything was amiss was an overturned chair near the kitchen table. No bodies were ever found, which has led to endless speculation. Theories range from drownings to abduction by foreign spies, a ghost ship, or a giant sea monster. Whatever happened back in December 1900 at the Flannan Isles Lighthouse, we may never know. So, tell us what happened to the lighthouse keepers!  EILEAN MOR AND FLANNAN LIGHTHOUSE by Apondia I say, take your jacket if your going to help us secure the restocking supplies. No man. One of us needs to stay with the light. It’s my turn. I’ll just go down to see the two of you are able to stabilize the supplies, then I’ll come right back. Don’t need the jacket for a quick look see. I can get dinner if you’re out very long. A third voice broke into the conversation. Odd wind that. Water breaking against the shore is high and heavy. Let’s get this done fast so, we can get back into safety in the house just in case there is a storm brewing out to sea. When they arrived outside, one of the men shaded his eyes and stared out to sea. “I don’t like the air. It feels heavy. Another replied, Yeah, where are the birds? Come on. Just get the job done. Nothin out here to see but rocks and ocean man. Out to sea there was a lengthening wave rushing with speed across the deep sea. Rushing, rushing, faster and faster toward Eilean Mor. The cave under the Island filling, heavy with water. A roaring sound like nothing the men ever experienced, hit the shore. At this point the shore was a graduated depth from the sea bottom to the Island surface. The wave shortened suddenly as it hit the shore. The huge volume of water being pushed by the speeding wave had no where to go but up, up into the air.The men turned each one looking up as the water volume came crashing down with a force and volume not experienced on Eilean Mor often. The water pulled backwards dragging the three light house attendants with it. Their listless bodies already lifeless from the devastating impact of tons of sea water filled with unexpected sea creatures, sand, and sea bottom debris. (SPEED = FREQUENCY * WAVELENGTH) = TSUNAMI Far out on the water a vessel hovered over the sea. It was a large flat looking oval. The force of it hovering over the water was causing wave frequencies to be abnormal. Light shone out from large round openings in its’ circular side. Suddenly, as quickly as it had arrived in the vicinity of Eilean Mor, a short blast of light and the vessel winked out. It simply was not there any more. It left behind the mystery of Flannan Isles lighthouse. WORD COUNT BY THE JOURNAL 7 = 406 apondia#1781748 |
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