Tag: Frogmore

I recently caught a new entry in the Destination Guide for Frogmore, the region and setting held by Dandelion Rabbit (or as she used to be known, Tolla Crisp) – something bound to get me reaching for my camera and notebook before doing the magical teleport hop.

Over the years, Dandelion has been responsible for a number of public regions in Second Life, some she has created herself, and others – as with the various Frogmore iterations – in collaboration with Dandy Warhlol Terry Fothrington), with most of them created under her Frogmore estate banner, and a fair few, past and present, covered within these pages.

A Full region leveraging the available Land Capacity Bonus, Frogmore has – at least during the time I had been covering it through to 2022 (it’s been a whole four years since I last dropped in!) – tended to take inspiration from the coastal regions of England’s county of Cornwall. However, for the summer 2026 version the inspiration shifts more toward France in terms of some of the architecture present, and takes the name Monet’s Pond in reflection of the use of colour throughout.

Which is not to say any of the dramatic beauty of the region has been lost, far from it; the rugged looks and the mix of both elevation and water continue to result in a place of visual and natural splendour.

 

Step into a dreamy summer at Frogmore’s newest chapter — Monet’s Pond. All the waters of the region have been freshly painted in the soft, shimmering hues of a Claude Monet masterpiece — hushed lilacs, misty greens, silvered blues, and warm golden reflections that dance gently in the sunlight.

– Frogmore’s Destination Guide entry

This is a place which genuinely feel much larger than a 256×256 sized region; just when you think you’ve managed to see all of it, the chances are you’ll find another corner awaiting exploration.

It is also a place where a degree of mystery and magic await discovery, and a sense of fantasy enters without ever feeling out of place. Indeed, the entire setting carries with it a feeling it is one step removed from the world in which we otherwise live, where the everyday happily resides with the not-so-ordinary.

Part of the reason the setting feels so big is that use of elevation mentioned above. Parts of the setting are set with high cliffs and escarpments rising to flat tops. These form an arc around the edge of one corner of the setting whilst points fingers inland the naturally intrude into the lowlands and serve to bot reveal and hide. The highest elevation of these uplands is taken up by the bulk of an almost-Norman-style castle and the houses of a somewhat medieval-looking town for which the castle may have once served as guardian.

Sitting between the two is a dramatic gorge, spanned by a bridge forming an excellent choke-point for any armies which may once have attempted to attack the castle in times past. The long finger of rock on which the village is set points its way north is one of the escarpment naturally splitting the land, descending through gentle tiers down to the lowlands and waters below.

Another promontory also extends northwards from the castle’s feet, pushing inland with steep slopes and walls of rock. Sheltered between the tall rms of rock and overlooked by the village, sits an inlet cutting deep into the landscape by way of the gorge spanned by the castle’s bridge.

With outlets passing under further bridges, the inlet gives way to wetlands and lowlands this inlet while the foreshores are beautifully set out (including possibly the best integrations of Marcthur Goosson’s Ma Maison farmhouse into a landscape I’ve seen). All of this, with its richness of colour, wildlife and coves and islands, remains largely hidden from the lands to the west.

The lowlands across the region offer a mix of architectural styles, with cottages and small hold farms rubbing shoulders with larger townhouse-style homes. A second, very different castle raises its bulk to the north whilst free-flowing waters and wetlands quite naturally break the land up, further helping to give the setting a sense of size and space, whilst bridges help to keep feet dry as one explores.

The bridges, paths and trails running through the landscape provide the means to explore it fully and in detail and discover all that lies within. Whilst some of the buildings to the west are understandably unfurnished, this is more than made up for the manner in which has been set out as a mix of farmlands and wetlands rich in flora and wildfowl.

In terms of the mystery and hints of magic can be found along the paths and steps of the village. It is here as well, that colour again brings depth and atmosphere to a wander between the shops, cottages and houses – all of which are decorated and furnished, adding to the delight of visiting this portion of the region.

One of the things essential for a visit is to use the region’s Shared Environment. This will really bring out the beauty of Monet’s Pond, including the reflections of colour across the waters when seen from the right angles which work with the hues of the trees and flowers and hanging lights to give the setting a feeling of being something Monet, had he been so minded, might have painted.

To be perfectly honest, to describe Monet’s Pond is an exercise in futility; it simply has to be seen for itself. There is so much to be discovered, and so much attention to detail, the use of a colour palette with flowers, water reflections, blossoming tree and amongst the houses and shops of the village befitting of a Monet painting, words simply made the place feel dry.

What I will say is, I’ve followed Dandy’s work in landscaping down the years – ever since he worked with Belle des Champs (Bridget Genna) to produce the BarDeco series of locations (2016 through 2021) – and watching his landscaping skill mature and refine to produce truly memorable locations for land-holder and visitors alike has been a genuine pleasure. With the latest iteration of Frogmore he has achieve something truly special.

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• Monet’s Pond (Frogmore, rated General)

Sakrisoya is the name given to the latest region setting from the combination of Dandelion Rabbit (formerly Tolla Crisp) and Dandy Warhlol Terry Fothrington), and presented under Tolla’s Frogmore estate brand.

I’ll note up front that it is a setting with access restricted to members of the Frogmore Land Management Group, which requires a payment of L$500 – but this does include rezzing rights and unfettered access to all of the estate’s public locations, many of which I’ve covered in these pages. In this case, my own attraction to the setting is that it is inspired by Lofoten, a dramatic archipelago extending into the Norwegian Sea from Norway, lying within the Arctic Circle.

Lofoten is not a place I’ve visited, but I have seen photographs of several of the islands and as a result have often wondered about visiting. They are marked bay dramatic mountains as well as stunning bays and sheltered beaches and largely untouched beauty, despite attracting up to a million visitors a year. The link between the region and Lofoten is stated in the region’s About Land description:

Lofoten:
Picasso’s brush strokes reflect
 onto the fjord’s arctic mirrored surface
ethereal landscape expanding
where mountains meet the sea

It’s a perfect description of both locations, with Sakrisoya beautifully encapsulating much of Lofoten’s renown: towering mountains and peaks, a rugged landscape carpeted by hardy grass and the presence / passage of water have had a particular role to play in shaping the land.

This is a place showing limited signed of human habitation – a wooden chapel, an dry stone barn and a couple of cosy cabins (one of which is furnished) sitting above a stretch of coast. These in particular added a touch of familiarity for me personally, having visited similar turf-roofed homes in Iceland.

The setting is surrounded by water, allowing it to have a rocky coast complete with shallows and deep waters coming directly up to the shoreline, much as might be found in a landscape formed by fault-derived ridges and graben. The Landing Point sits towards the centre of the region, close to the junction of two highways rushing through the region to split it into three parts.

The Landing Point faces north over the longer of the two streams and towards rocky uplands marked by two square peaks and from which wall falls to fill a large body of water split by a smaller fall, before dropping down to the surrounding water. A broad shoulder of grassland lies between the stream and the peaks, on which the local chapel can be found. This shoulder of land extends out into a lower-lying finger of land extended out to the west and offering a couple of places to sit and look back at the rest of the island.

The portion of the island on which the Landing Point sits forms the lowlands of one half of a high horseshoe of rock with its back to the southern waters. Falls drop on the inland side of this horseshoe to where it has formed a deep, open-ended bowl  largely walled by basalt columns, suggesting something of a volcanic past to the island. It is on this portion of the island that the cabins mentioned above sit, dry stone walls marking their property, with outdoor seating for people to enjoy. Close to these is one of the two bridges connecting the north sides of the setting to the southern.

The remaining portion of the setting, lying to the south-west, offers a further semi-rugged area, backed to the south by the remaining half of the rocky horseshoe, the lower portion of the land given over to rough grazing for a local herd of horses, the dry stone barn offering them some shelter for them against harsher weather.

There are two ways to reach this side of the island: take a plunge into the waters of the stream separating the north side of the island from the rest and then crossing back over the stream via the bridge sitting below the chapel,  or by walking up to the bridge mentioned above and then along the northern island and down to the second bridge. Doing so is worthwhile for explorers, as there is a walk to be taken out to the setting’s lighthouse, and another that is neatly tucked away among the rocks that leads up to the flattened heights of the southern horseshoe.

The one small regret I have with the setting – and it is purely personal – is that it doesn’t directly abutting the off-region mountain surround. Had it done so, I feel that it would give the location greater depth, allowing it to feel a part of something much larger in terms of a mountainous, rugged island in the manner of those forming Lofoten. Doing so might not be easy, hence why I call this a very minor quibble.

That thought put to one side, Sakrisoya is an engaging and highly photogenic region that sits well on the eye and easy on the viewer. Yes, there is a fee to access it, but as noted, that does allow rezzing and unfettered access to all of the public settings within the Frogmore estate.

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• Sakrisoya (Dulcis, rated general)

Saturday, April 26th saw the opening of the latest addition to Tolla Crisp’s Frogmore / Witherwood Thicket estate (Tolia also holds Goblin’s Knob under the Frogmore banner, but that sits apart from Frogmore / Witherwood Thicket on the grid).  All three locations tend to be collaborative works by Tolla and landscaper Dandy Warhlol (terry Fotherington), and I’ve covered them on numerous occasions in this blog.

However, the new area is entirely Tolla’s own work, and has been causing no small amount of excitement in the Frogmore group in the run-up to it opening.

It is called simply Nemo, and it’s name should give away the fact that it is an underwater environment. In this it both stands apart from the Gothic mystery of Witherwood Thicket itself whilst perhaps also adding another chapter to that location’s enigmatic presence.

Whilst comparatively small in size when compared to the above water element of the region in which it sits, Nemo is by no means a quick, easy visit. There is rather more to be discovered than might at first be apparent from an initial cam-around on arrival (part of the setting are nigh-on a half-region walk from the Landing Point. It is also a setting rich in detail – and I really do mean rich; a casual hop-in / hop-out a waste of time – Nemo is a place to be experienced.

That said, it is also a place leaning heavily into the use of PBR materials. I’m not sure of Blinn-Phong fallbacks are provided (I no longer run any non-PBR viewers), so if you’re not running a PBR-capable viewer, consider this a warning that Nemo might not appear at its best for you.

In terms of design, the setting really does bring together a lot. Tolla has made superb and considered use of lighting, colour density, reflection probe ambience and animated mesh elements to give a real sense of being undersea. The sea floor is beautifully carpeted in a mix of swamp grasses and ferns, corals, seaweeds, sea anemone, trees and vines as to create the sense of a living, breathing ecosystem warmed by groups of fumaroles.

Within this environment, all manner of (largely tropical) fish swim, including clown fish. Turtles might also be found together with the odd shark – although his grin suggests he’s not into causing mischief – while jellyfish rise and fall. The Landing Point sit within a ruined structure, its arches suggesting it might have once been a place of worship – although given the Witch King styled statue standing to one side, one has to ask who or what might have once been worshipped…

It is actually one of several submerged structures to be found within the setting. some of these appear to be as equally old; others perhaps more recent, their wooden forms having yet to give in to the predations of water and salt. There is an intriguing mix of detritus and jetsam to be found. An old canon which might be indicative of a ship having come to grief here (and indeed, there is a partial wreck a short distance away) vies with the car from a Ferris wheel for the attention of local growths, the car also sitting close to part of a carousel, suggesting both might have been tossed into the sea intentionally.

Paths wind through all of this, leading to ruins and structures, caverns and corners as if in a natural maze. Paths are lit  by sunlight filtering through from above, the glow of phosphoresce from plants and from what might have once been aboveground lamps which sometimes share space with marble and stone statues. Rock walls also mark routs and divide these underwater gardens into more discrete settings.

With a name like Nemo, the “Finding” part (as I’ve used here) easily comes to mind – but is the setting really about fishy adventures? Sure, there are clown fish – there’s even one on his own waiting to be found. However, to consider the name a direct reference to the Disney / Pixar film (and its sequel) might be a mistake. There is another Nemo worthy of consideration here; one again the subject of the Disney treatment – albeit in live action format in his case, as embodied by James Mason (although he is far from the only actor to have taken on the role in question).

I’m of course referring to Jules Verne’s anti-hero, Captain Nemo, commander and designer of the marvellous Nautilus. The reason I feel the “Nemo” reference is more to him than a clown fish is simple: within the set it is possible to find Nemo’s Study, a very human retreat, albeit it now flooded. There is also a submerged library – and Captain Nemo was most certainly a learned man; while clown fish may have many gifts, I’m not convinced reading is one of them!

Of course, we’re all free to let our imaginations construct theories and stories to go with the setting – and leave us not forget, it does lie under waves that wash against Witherwood Thicket, as if the setting might once have been a part of that landscape. So perhaps there is a story there as well. But whatever paths our imaginations take, one thing is abundantly clear, Nemo offers a richly engaging visit.

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• Nemo (Witherwood Thicket, rated General)

I first wrote about Goblins Knob, a Homestead region designed by Tolla Crisp and her frequent region design partner, Dandy Warhlol (terry Fotherington), back in August 2024, not long after it had opened and a further element of Tolia’s Frogmore family of regions in Second Life (see: Wandering Goblins Knob in Second Life).

At that time, the setting was described by Tolla and Terry as being somewhat inspired by London’s infamous Pudding Lane (before the fire) mixed with elements of the Harry Potter and the Spiderwick Chronicles series. As I noted back then, whilst familiar with the latter, I’ve never read the former (nor even watched any of the films in full; I’ve simply never been a fan of the franchise or its author), and so required a degree of education on matters (thank you, again, Wilhelmina!) but thoroughly enjoyed my explorations.

With the end of the year fast approaching, Goblin’s Knob has been redressed for winter and, whilst maintaining elements tying it back to the likes of Diagon Alley, it has also been redressed in places to better fit with the season. In doing so, it has the sense of becoming a more independent setting, unburdened by the former references, as reflected in the change to the region’s description since my August 2024 visit:

Welcome to the tiny village of Goblins Knob, a Frogmore Region, where the windows glow with a warm welcome and hearts are filled with the spirit of Christmas.

– Goblin Knob’s Destination Guide description

For those who may have visited the August iteration of the region, the central canal remains, bordered on either side with houses and places of businesses. However, the eastern end of the canal now closed off, rather than passing under bridge and walkway to reach more open waters. This more easily links the two banks of the canal for exploration, although the large calibre cannon maintains a watch along the length of the canal from a rooftop above the cobbles now connecting the two sides of the waterway.

Also gone for this iteration are the balloons and dirigible that had been floating overhead, and the boats chugged the narrow, deep canal (and the waiting water monster!), leaving the latter as an uncluttered body of water.

All of this, together with changes along the north side of the canal (and particularly to the north-eastern corner of the region) allow the setting  – as noted above – to come more into its own as a singular location, rather than blending together various ideas (including for me at least what felt like a faint echo of Lovecraftian mystery). Meanwhile, the snow it blanketing rooftops, drifting along cobble paths and embracing open spaces as it falls silently from the sky, brings a new magic and delight to Goblin’s Knob.

This is place where the warmth of wintertime shines, despite the coldness of the setting. Light blazes from windows and doorways, carrying the promise of warm hearths and bright flames awaiting cold toes that might be wriggled before them, whilst partially-numb fingers might curl themselves around the gentle heat of a mug of hot chocolate supped from the comfort of a familiar armchair. Outside, sprinklings of seasonal decorations, the presence of snowmen, stalls selling hot roasted chestnuts and a slightly faded carousel guarded by colourful nutcracker soldiers, all exude a time-of-year warmth of their own to counter while might otherwise be air cold enough to fog breath and chill one’s insides.

Close by the Landing Point, a musical clock plays Someone To Watch Over Me in a tinkling tinkling greeting to further turn thoughts of the cold to one side, the music occasionally accompanied by the happy trilling of a bird or two, as a brazier’s fire hisses and crackles in the background. The latter casts its glow over the chairs ranged next to it and the local wishing well, ideal for those wanting to take photos at the latter without feeling too cold.

Finding your way to all the locations in the setting can be a little confusing, but this makes exploring more fun. To get to the south-western end of the village where the old carousel resides, for example, it’s probably best to cross to the north bank of the canal and head for the stone bridge at its western extent and then cross back from there. Although that said, you could slither / slide down snowy rocks near the wind / watermill and that ascend stone steps and reach the same point, if you’re feeling adventurous.

Getting to the skating rink is also perhaps easiest if you go through the wrought iron gate behind the Landing Point and make a right turn through a gap in the iron fence to follow a sort-of snowy trail back around and behind the houses to where the rink is tucked away. Whilst small and without a skates giver of its own, those with skates in their inventory might find it useable!

Throughout all of this are plenty of opportunities for photography, and I would suggest using the local environment when doing so, as it suits the overall ambience of the setting perfectly. Those wishing to rez props for photos can do so be joining the Frogmore group; as Auto Return appears to be turned off, however, do please remember to pick up your bits afterwards.

But that said – enjoy!

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• Goblin’s Knob (Dulcis, rated General)

Tolla Crisp’s Frogmore expanded recently with the arrival of Goblins Knob, a Homestead region by Tolia and her frequent region design partner, Dandy Warhlol (terry Fotherington). I always enjoy trips to Tolia’s regions as the settings they present are so often inspired by physical world locations whilst taking their ideas in directions totally set aside from any real world location rather than merely reflecting it. In this, Goblin’s Knob immediately captured my interest just from the description Tolla has bestowed upon it:

Goblins Knob is inspired by 1666 Pudding Lane, London, before the great fire, with the added magic of Diagon Alley. Early dawn of quiet hush, fog descends with a gentle brush. Veiling the world in a silent shroud, nature’s whisper not too loud. The Spiderwick comes at the break of dawn, Bogarts and Goblins, and dark Pixie Yarns.

Goblin Knob’s Destination Guide description

Now, I’ll be honest, the Diagon Alley reference went right over my head – although Wilhelmina, my companion for the visit, immediately caught it. In my defence I will say that my ignorance is borne of the fact that I am probably one of the few people in the world never to have had the desire to read the Harry Potter books (despite loving fantasy in general) or watch the films. That said, the reference to  DiTerlizzi’s and Black’s series of books (and subsequent TV series and film) was all too clear; and that and the idea of mixing 17th century London with elements of steampunk very much whetted my appetite for the unusual and the eye-catching.

This is a place which should be visited using the looks environment settings (World Environment → Used Shared → Environment). It is also a region where PBR materials are much in evidence, including on the terrain (one of Alex Bader’s PBR materials sets looks to have been used – I’ve been using within my home island as well). I have no idea if texture and Blinn-Phong fallbacks are provided where the PBR has been used, but if you drop in on a non-PBR viewer and find expanses of grey or white or similar, this will likely be the reason why.  You’ll also want local sounds on whilst visiting as well.

Visits begin on the east side of the region, on a small wooden pier sitting just above the surface of the water. The fog is heavy and the night dark, but two great fingers of rock loom out of the water whilst the shadowy form of a tall building rises tower-like a short distance from the pier. The latter is illuminated by the tall form of a floodlamp tower topped by the gapping mouths of klaxon horns. This marks the first coming together of the strange mix of influences. With thick heavy cables clearly visible, the floodlamps would appear to be electrically powered, setting them a little at odds with the idea of 1600s London; another little twist comes in the form of two strange flying vehicles “moored” (inasmuch as they are serenely hovering above it) at the pier – although they do have the steampunkian element.

Further mystery is added by the long shafts of spears protruding from the water as if thrown in an attempt to ward off a sea creature of some kind. To one side of the pier, the high wall backing it gives way to a west-point channel cutting into the region, on the other, step rise up from the water’s edge to provide access to the cobbled street above ad it runs along the edge of the deep walled canal, a peculiar mix of lit buildings somewhat crammed together whilst separated by archways and cobbles alleyways.

Three primary bridges span the canal, with a slightly rickety looking boardwalk forming a fourth crossing, this above the short tunnel leading out to the waters by the landing point pier, providing access to a heap of buildings cut off from the rest of those to be found on the canal’s north side by another deep-walled channel. Steps on the far side of this boardwalk rise up to the flat rooftop where a cannon ominously points its snout up the line of the canal, rather than out to sea, as if awaiting something nasty to come down through the waters.  from further inside the town.

It is on the north side of the canal and along the cobbled street there that many of the more wizardly (or perhaps magical might be a better term) elements for the region might be found, both within shops (or a shop) and at the roadside vendors. Further to the west and across another bridge, this one spanning a channel feeding water into the main canal from a rocky waterfall, lay more hints (others being in the form of posters in doors and walls of buildings already passed, for those keen of eye) that the circus is in town. Indeed, a trip down a short alley arched with roses will bring you to where a path winds through the local woods to the rather forlorn circus itself.

Meanwhile, in the waters of the main canal just below where the circus wagons sit on the town’s street, a possible reason for the inward looking cannon might be found as it menaces a ship trying to make passage through the narrow waters. At its western end, the canal opens out into the sea once, high stone walls continuing to keep the streets high above the murky waters.  But where, on the south side, the wall marks the limit’s of the town’s extent save for piping of unknown use, to the north the town continues along what might have once have been a substantial wharf, but which is now the foundations for a ramshackle building looking almost like the grandfather of all motels and lit an eerie green.

Nor is the canal merely a source of navigation for watercraft; overhead, a procession of balloons and dirigibles appear to be following to whole-knows where. Among these, but not a part of their number, given it is firmly anchored to the ground, is a balloon from which a zipline ride might be taken at a very sedate pace.

Most – but not all – of the building here are façades, and I admit, outside of the higgley-piggledy cramming of the buildings, I’m unclear as to the reference to the London of 1666 and the Great Fire. However, none of this detracts from a setting that is very heavy in atmosphere and rich in detail, particularly when it comes to the steampunk elements. Even the otherwise incongruous elements such as flood lamps and 20th century English telephone boxes just work, and I particularly liked the tavern’s wall of framed pictures and the little jokes nested within the images.

Very different from other Frogmore venues, but engaging and photogenic, Goblins Knob is a fascinating curio of a region.

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• Goblin’s Knob (Dulcis, rated General)

Halloween is rolling around for 2023, and once more we’re starting to see region designs marking the time of year pop-up, whether along “traditional” Halloween settings with pumpkins and a light touch of ghostliness and spookiness, or with a deep footing in horror and / or bloodthirsty goings-on. As such, it is often hard to choose particular regions and locations to cover; after all, when you’ve seen one pumpkin patch, you’ve seen them all, regardless of whether or not they feature a small boy with a blanket steadfastly awaiting the gift-giving arrival of a mythical creature. However, there are exceptions.

For example, the annual Halloween regions delivered to the grid by Ty and Truck and the team at Calas Galadhon (of which I’ll have more in the near future) or – for this article, the realm of Witherwood Thicket, the latest Frogmore instalment from the imaginations of Frogmore owner Tolla Crisp and her companion-in-building, Dandy Warhlol (terry Fotherington).

A Gothic Tale told in shades and shadows upon an English Moor, inspired by works of Edgar Allen Poe.

– Witherwood Thicket About Land description

The above description does much to sum this setting up, providing sufficient information to inform visitors they are about to enter a world edged in mystery-horror; one with a slant towards the English moorlands (take your pick, we have a fair number which are all known for their outstanding beauty and wilderness feel, starting far down in the West Country and then scattered all across England (as well as Scotland and Wales also having their shares of equally enchanting moorlands). However, it also leaves more than enough unsaid to practically demand a visit.

Whilst it is an American master of the of the macabre mentioned within the region’s About Land description, the broad strokes of some parts of Witherwood Thicket might bring to mind images of mist-filled nights deep within the mires of Dartmoor, and the tall, slender form of Basil Rathbone’s Sherlock Holmes leading Nigel Bruce’s Dr. John Watson as they attempt to track a certain demonic hound. At the same time a certain part of the setting might have some imaginations edging towards thoughts of Tolkien, whilst throughout are elements of horror, the occult and monsters which might well give H.P. Lovecraft a reason to smile.

Which is not to say the region is in any way mishmash; far from it. Everything here has been well placed, with multiple buildings dressed to encourage visitors to step inside, with the passage around the region nicely set to present something of a visual narrative – although precisely what the story within it might be is left up to our imaginations.

Journeys through Witherwood Thicket commence at the landing point, well to the south and west of the region, where sits a fortified gatehouse, now roofless and all but deserted. It sits on a narrow spit of land with water on three sides, but it is not hard to picture the route through its twin arches having once provided access to wooden wharves where vessels might have at one time sailed for and to, laden with goods both coming and going. Or if not docks, then perhaps the mind might picture the tongue of land straddled by the gateway marching onwards a distance before the opening out once more beyond the region’s edge, the waters to either side allowing the stone walls of the gatehouse and the great gates which doubtless once stood under its arches form a natural defensive point.

Beyond this ancient structure, the land rolls inwards to a second arched gateway flanked by defensive towers, the path between the two bordered by the skeletal ranks of trees either side and they stand-in for any curtain walls which may have – if the imagination runs that way – between gatehouse and gateway. Once through the third arch, the path become further hemmed in on either side by a tall crop of something or other watched over by a scarecrow as spooky as the watcher standing guard over the path running from the gatehouse.

Once past the crop and its guardian, the setting becomes more moor-like (so to speak), the path turning into an unpaved road curving through a small village. Here, lights spill out from shaded windows and / or doors stand open, inviting people in. Yes there are hounds here that may not appear entirely friendly (but are hardly demonic, to return to my earlier reference!), but the houses deserve time to look inside, as each presents its own sense of mystery and / or the occult. As the road passes between them, so it reveals the looming form of a castle perched up on a hill and watching over affairs. Perhaps the old gatehouse once formed a part of its defences – or perhaps not.

The village, riven in two by the passage of a deep gully with choked waters at its bottom and best crossed by the sturdy bridges, is actually more extensive than might first appear to be the case. There is, for example, the moulding manor house to be found at the end of another rocky promontory pointing a crooked finger out to sea and, across a small bay from it and directly below the village, the crouching form of an old cabin which might look quite at home deep with America’s bayou country, giving a further little twist to the setting. There’s also the village church and graveyard and, acting like a magnetic, the castle sitting high on its rocky perch.

The castle is best reached by passing through the village and following the road as it becomes more of a trail heading back eastwards and then south to where a lighthouse rises out of the mist in impressive fashion to vie with the castle in terms of providing the highest view out over the landscape. It is here as well that the touch of Tolkien enters the imagination. Climbing the rocky incline leading up to the castle, it is hard not to look back at the lighthouse and expect to see a fiery eye staring unblinking out over the landscape as Sauron’s was said to have done from the highest point of Barad-dûr.

As for the castle, this offers its own sense of mystery. While the halls and rooms within its walls and towers are empty, its courtyard is set for some form of event – although what this might be is again left to the imagination. Then there is the second great house, no more than a stone’s throw from the lighthouse and sitting ablaze at the water’s edge, a burning ship close by. They both beg for visitors create a tale for why they are burning, be it the result of the demon on the terrace leading to the house or something else.

Rich in detail – much of it intentionally not covered here – and presented with a fitting environment setting and a soundscape heavy with the cry of crows (possibly standing-in for ravens, given the Poe reference 🙂 ), Witherwood Thicket is a place you’ve want to spend a decent amount of time exploring and which (it really goes without saying) is highly photogenic.

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• Witherwood Thicket (Caracus Island, rated Moderate)