Alan H and the Luminous Joan in Scotland-Roman Walls

[Alan H]

We drove up to Seabegs Wood from Edinburgh, it was the first stop in a terribly busy day and it was hard to tear ourselves away from that lovely place. However, we moved on, stopping at the Falkirk Wheel (another photo thread) and then to Watling Lodge, for more views of the wall, and communing with the memory of Roman spirits in Scotland.



Again, sorry...no kilt.







Close your eyes and understand that two thousand years ago, when you stood HERE, it was the end of the Civilized World. Now, there are trees that filter the view of the valley ahead of you. 1900 year ago, they were gone, harvested to build the palisade on top of the wall. You could see about a mile in front of you, to where the wood started again. Out there were Barbarians. Celts. Caledonians...savage people who would kill you without thinking twice. You lived on the edge of the World, if you served on the Wall, and the chances were good that you weren't even of Roman heritage, you were descended from a Roman prisoner of war who had no option but to "become" Roman, or you were a local conscript. Seriously.... but the people out there, in the dark beyond the Wall, didn't care.