This is a postscript to my inconsequential ramblings about last weekend. In the upstairs corridor of the pub we stayed in there was a framed map of the local area from, I would guess, the 1930s or so. It took me a minute or two to realise why I didn't recognise the landscape, and then I realised it was because there was no lake. My puny photographic skills were inadequate to the task of photographing a glass-fronted picture from close range in dim light, but as luck would have it I had a professional photographer on hand to help out.
Wimbleball Lake was constructed in the late seventies; some pictures of the construction can be found here.
Here's a snapshot of the relevant area on the current 1:25000 OS Explorer map:
Here's the same area in an old UK road atlas I've got, which I would date approximately at the late 1950s (no motorways, and Dulverton has a railway station, so it's definitely pre-1960s):
Here's the same map, with the present location of the lake sketched (pretty roughly) in:
Here's the expertly snapped old map from the pub wall:
This one has some contours on it which almost suggest the outline of where the lake would eventually go. Here's the same map with a rough sketch of the present lake location, just in case it's not obvious:
3 comments:
FIVE maps of the same area in one post, and no 'X MARKS THE SPOT' (for the sunken treasure) in any of them?!
Pirate my arse.
Yes.
I should clarify that...
Pirate (noun) my arse.
NOT
Pirate (verb) my arse!
Good point, well made. Last time I whipped out me doubloons in public Blind Pew gave me the Black Spot. But I got some ointment for it and it cleared up.
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