Posted on 09/04/2023 5:04:03 PM PDT by SunkenCiv
Archaeologists have discovered evidence of Roman and Anglo-Saxon fortifications in the town of Chepstow in the United Kingdom. Surprisingly, however, the town was also home to an ancient bridge that connected England and Wales before the formation of the two countries.
Archaeologists discovered the wooden structure while looking for evidence in the shadow of a 950-year-old Norman castle on a muddy bank on the Wye riverbank. Known as the gateway to Wales, Chepstow is a border town steeped in history.
This wooden structure – believed to have been built by the Romans 2,000 years ago – was found preserved in mud following a race against time to uncover it during an ‘extreme low tide event’...
Archaeologists had just a two-hour window to dig it out and had to be assisted by specialist rescue teams because of the perilous nature of their task.
The ancient crossing links a route between Wales and England from around half a mile upstream of Chepstow to the village of Tutshill in Gloucestershire. It served as a vital link between these regions for centuries, long before modern transportation networks existed.
Experts from CAS were given assistance by members of the Severn Area Rescue Association (SARA).
Discovery was chanced upon by the Chepstow-based archaeology team due to a fortuitous 2-hour ‘extreme low tide event’. Due to the tidal event, these ‘upright timbers’ were located in a tidal pool just off the riverbed.
“Excavating around these we were able to expose very substantial timbers and beautiful joints that are probably part of an original pier and cutwater. We took timber samples for dendrochronological and possible Carbon-14 dating, but until the results come back, we won’t know for sure the period of the structure,” added Maddison.
(Excerpt) Read more at arkeonews.net ...
Yes Absolutely, I got that going for me. :O)
Great news site.
Thank you FRiend!
Tatt
My pleasure!
You saw that little hypocrisy evidence also, eh?
Climate change causes extremely low tides!
All good things must must come to an end.
The same with the Wildwood Weed............
Other than Bridges, what have the Romans ever done for us?
bridge of size... robin trower
https://www.google.com/search?q=bridge+of+size+robin+trower&oq=bridge+of+size+robin+trower&gs_lcrp=EgZjaHJvbWUyBggAEEUYOdIBCTcwMjNqMGoxNagCALACAA&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:0412d36b,vid:0tLsFsGxLmE
rofl... oh that was bridge of SIGHS... sorry...
Where is that confounded bridge?
now we’re talkin’.
fwiw... where IS that confounded bridge?
Had no trouble with the old map; but rather the photo at the link of the partially unearthed wooden relic.
So you were still born when things were normal, and people had to actually think for themselves, and get off their butts to do something if they wanted it done, and not rely on devices to do it all for them.
As kids one of the things we did was build "forts" in the woods. As young teens we built tree houses. Not our fathers, us. A couple of them even had electricity running to them. Don't think it was up to code, but we could power a light and small radio. Plus they were high enough off the ground no adult would attempt to trespass. ;O)
How lucky that you lived where there were woods to play in. We lived in the city (Rochester, NY), so our forts were made from blankets thrown over the clothesline in our small back yard. Every one of our blankets had holes in each corner where we'd hammered through a clothespin to hold it into the ground. My mother never made a fuss over it.
We didn't have a car, so had to walk or take the bus to get where we needed to go. There was a playground behind our grammar school that we'd go to occasionally. My brother played hockey without skates in the street in the winter, and played a form of baseball in the street the rest of the year. We played hide and go seek in our neighbor's yards all up and down the street. There was an empty lot at the corner of our street, so we'd go there and run around playing cowboys and Indians. And we played board games and card games. We sat down to dinner together at 5 P.M. every night during the week, and at noon every Saturday and Sunday. It was definitely a better time to live in.
Thing is we did stuff outside. Aside from some Saturday morning cartoons or bad weather, summer or winter, there was nothing to keep us inside. No computer games or cable. Of course, we didn't know any better, and figuring out what to do could just be a matter of deciding if something might get us in trouble or not.
Saturday and Sunday afternoons, my mother would give us a quarter to go to the local theater. They changed the movies on Sundays. It cost us 15 cents to get in, and with the dime, we’d buy a box of popcorn. The theater we went to opened in the late 1800’s for vaudeville shows, so by the time we went in the 50’s, it was pretty beat. It was called the Lincoln Theater. We called it the “Stinkin’ Lincoln.” There was so much grunge on the carpet that your sneakers would stick to it.
Lol!
me too. :)
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