Monday, March 15, 2010

CORFE Castle Dorset Isle of Purveck

Second Day into England, we got some time to have a run down to the southern parts. First stop was to the Isle of Purveck to see the last hold out for the last of the Royalists and the Cromwellians. They snug in and defy the seige. The castle was finally blown up with gun powder in 1646 and the stones were used to build the small town of Corfe as we know it today.

This is the smallest town hall in the world, in Corfe with the background church where King George was stabbed to death by his Step Mother.

This is one of the oldest pubs still in operations today, some 400 years old, made with the stones of the Corfe Castle.

Enid Blyton Spent alot of her time here in Dorset and wrote most of her stories using the backdrop of this area in Southern England. Here is a tribute to here with a model made into the walls of the castle town of Corfe.

The plague commemorating the remembrance of King George the Martyr who was killed by his Step Mother.

The town pump for water at the centre. Behind me is the Enid Blyton memorial model vignette.

Sunset at Corfe Castle. I walked over to the side of the castle and took this picture behind the first tower at the gate at the right.

This is the side of the Corfe, I went by the side pave way, then climbed up the side slope where I found some places that accorded some grip to my very good Original Swat Win2X Boots. I climbed up the side fence and put the camera on the pinnacle and took a 3 sec exposure to capture this shot.

This shot of the ruin of Corfe was taken from 600m away from the round about at the foot hill on the pinnacle of a fence support for barb wires which oversees the Steam locomotive station at the foothills.

Me at the gates of the Corfe. It was 5.35 when we arrived in the evening and the castle was closed.

The cathedral at Corfe made with the stones from the castle after the castle was blown up.

Me on the bridge of Corfe Castle.

Short drive away was this house. Its in Coom Bissett,just south of Salisbury, beautiful isn't.