It's a chunk of volcanic rock with a distant view of Port Royal, Martinique and it provided an anchorage for the British Fleet, circa 1778-1780's when the French and British Empires fought for control of the Spice Islands. It also presides over Rodney Bay where those yachts are bobbing at anchor.
Fort Rodney protects the anchorage and serves as a permanent lookout. It also protected the colony on St. Lucia from pirates (Pirates of the Caribbean).
As legend has it, without the fort where it now sits, pirates would have forced women of the town to 'surrender the booty'...
One of three original 24 pound cannon (6" gun) - overlooking the bay.
24 pounder looking across toward Martinique. There were also two 11" mortars and another battery of cannon outside of the fort itself. A redoubt protected the approaches.
An enterprising company filled in the land between St. Lucia and Pigeon Island in recent years and built a resort on the causeway.
LL if I have this song stuck in my head all day long I'll be blaming you... not that it's going to do any good mind you. You're way over in paradise taunting us with your magnificent photos while at least one of us here in the tundra is sitting with studies and writing more than one short paragraph essays!
This blog has many elements and depending on your interests, may pique your imagination...or not. I urge you to be unreasonable. Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. The unreasonable persist in trying to adapt the world to themselves, therefore all progress depends on unreasonable people. The more unreasonable you are, the more likely you are to enjoy this blog. All men dream, but not equally.
If you're a socialist or a Marxist, you'll find that I poke fun at your absurd notions of "good government" on a regular basis. So you might not wish to follow this blog because you'll be offended.
John Locke said, "One unerring mark of the love of truth is not entertaining any proposition with greater assurance than the proofs it is built upon will warrant." I like what Locke said. We can't theorize without adequate information because when we do we inevitably twist facts to suit theories rather than theories to suit facts. In this blog and in my life, I try to maintain this perspective.
Either you believe in our essential spark of shared divinity, or you succumb to our human insecurity. Either way your conscience lets you slice it, the main thing is to earnestly do what is right at the time.
Today, I balance work and play as much as anyone can. All things remaining equal, play is more important. Life is short - it's important to make every day count for something, if only to yourself.
I'm a former tinker/tailor/soldier/sailor who has now decided that maybe it really wasn't all done for nothing.
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On a recent trip to Treviso, I stumbled upon everything from fairytale
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Today my eldest grandson started his student enlistment in the New York Air
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A rose by any other name...
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I've been busier than ever. And yet somehow, I still manage to find the
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LL if I have this song stuck in my head all day long I'll be blaming you... not that it's going to do any good mind you. You're way over in paradise taunting us with your magnificent photos while at least one of us here in the tundra is sitting with studies and writing more than one short paragraph essays!
Have a magnificent day in paradise! :-)
One wonders, then, why it wasn't called Fort Booty?
I love that song! I know all 50 versus.
Euripides, Booty seems to rule the world...
Darlin, I'm glad you're in the cold and distant north holding down the fort -- a different fort, but a fort all the same.
I heard a version of the bible just recently changed the word "booty" to "spoils". Seems others are on to your idea, LL.
Opus - dictionary.com defines booty this way:
–noun, plural -ties.
1. spoil taken from an enemy in war; plunder; pillage.
2. something that is seized by violence and robbery.
3. any prize or gain.
I think that I meant the same thing that dictionary.com meant.
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