<![CDATA[Ron Emmons Writer & Photographer

<![CDATA[Ron Emmons Writer & Photographer - Blog]]>Fri, 04 May 2012 05:06:32 +0700Weebly<![CDATA[Post Title.]]>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 14:03:36 +0700http://www.ronemmons.com/1/post/2012/04/post-title-click-and-type-to-edit1.htmlSearching for Shangri-La

I sometimes despair of our modern world (as you'll see if you read my new book) when I read or hear about people's obsessions with techno-gadgets like GPS devices to help them find out where they are. However, there's one aspect of the modern world that is a wonder for me, and that's the possibility of self-publication.

As with many writers, I find there's always a gap between what publishers want me to write and what I'd really like to write myself, which leads to a fair amount of frustration. However, I've spent the last couple of weeks struggling with re-formatting the text and images for this new publication, Searching for Shangri-La, and now it's been released both as an ebook by Amazon Kindle and as a print-on-demand paperback from Create Space, another branch of Amazon.

Searching for Shangri-La consists of a collection of short writings culled from over a couple of decades, describing unusual places or experiences that I have come across on my travels. Since they are very personal and opinionated pieces, they are the kind of stories that are difficult to sell to magazines and websites, which prefer their travel stories crammed with hard facts.

Nevertheless, I have confidence that there are readers out there who will be intrigued by such writings, which are (I hope!) both entertaining and informative. So please consider splashing out $2.99 (for the ebook edition) or $4.99 (for the paperback edition) to read the entire collection, and if you find it a worthwhile read, please tell your friends! To see a sample, click here.

]]><![CDATA[THE BRITISH MONARCHY SCHIZOID SYNDROME]]>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 11:12:07 +0700http://www.ronemmons.com/1/post/2012/03/the-british-monarchic-schizoid-syndrome.html As the world waits anxiously for the Diamond Jubilee celebrations in June to commemorate Queen Elizabeth II’s 60 years on the throne, our budding blogger reveals a crack in the psyche of the so-called United Kingdom. It’s called

THE BRITISH MONARCHY SCHIZOID SYNDROME

For the pageant, up to 1000 boats will muster on the River Thames...

We Brits are an odd bunch when it comes to our views on the Royal Family. On the one hand, it’s not unusual to hear us ranting in pubs or at parties about the preposterous privileges that they enjoy, or how they should know what it’s like to do a hard day’s work or to do their shopping at Sainsbury’s. On the other hand, when a Royal Wedding or Jubilee comes around, we go all gooey and gaga, saying silly stuff like “Isn’t she sweet? Doesn’t she look lovely?” No doubt the occasion of Queen Elizabeth II’s Diamond Jubilee, from 2-5 June 2012, will be another such occasion, when we all bury the hatchet for a few days, smile at our neighbours and act like life’s one big party.

In fact, if the Jubilee organizers have anything to do with it, it will be one big party. On Saturday 2 June, they want everyone in the UK to pull out their Union Jacks from the cupboard, dust them off and hang them across the window, then sit down to the Big Lunch with their neighbours in the street, tell a few jokes, do some bonding and stuff their faces with food as if it was Christmas. Then at high water on Sunday 3 June, whatever time that is, the plan is that everyone gets around the telly to watch the Diamond Jubilee Pageant (falling asleep on the sofa is permitted).

For the pageant, up to 1000 boats will muster on the River Thames west of Battersea, then proceed downstream from Battersea to the Tower of London, after which they will disperse. All the boats will toot their horns and their occupants will wave at the Queen, who will wave back as she heads the procession on the royal barge ‘The Spirit of Chartwell’. On the banks of the Thames throughout Central London, millions of onlookers will wave flags and eat too much ice cream (if it’s not raining).

I don’t know the stats, but it’s clear that the British monarchy has been steadily declining in popularity during Elizabeth’s reign, as more and more people see it as an outmoded institution in our modern world. Who needs all that pomp and pageantry, you might well argue, when there are down-and-outs starving under bridges in the nation’s capital? That’s exactly the kind of line I used to maintain myself as an anarchic student eager to tear down all repressive organizations, though these days I find myself feeling sorry for the royals, beleaguered and ridiculed as they are by the British media. After all, what kind of life is it when you are not free to act according to your own free will, and have to do only what is expected of you?

While we Brits grumble into our beer about the royals, plenty of other nationalities that lack a long history, such as Americans, are captivated by the ancient and mystical rituals of British culture. Another Diamond Jubilee event that will remind everyone of the British sense of tradition is the lighting of beacons or bonfires across the country on 4 June. Once used as a way of communicating imminent danger like the arrival of an invading army, these days beacons are lit more for celebratory purposes, and no doubt vast quantities of baked potatoes and burnt sausages will be dragged from the glowing embers of these beacons. Finally, at the end of the 4-day weekend, on the night of 5 June everyone will go to bed having eaten and drunk too much, but relieved that the next day they’ll be facing just a three-day week. Then we can forget about the British monarchy schizoid syndrome until the next Royal Wedding or the Queen’s Platinum Jubilee in 2022.

]]><![CDATA[Post Title.]]>Wed, 29 Feb 2012 10:55:05 +0700http://www.ronemmons.com/1/post/2012/02/post-title-click-and-type-to-edit.htmlNOT A NATURAL-BORN BLOGGER

I guess I'm not a natural-born blogger. When setting up my website independently a year ago, I thought one of the great advantages was that I could make changes at the drop of a hat, and I fully intended adding regular comments in the new Blog on my website. But I guess I've been making a living as a writer for too long, since it seems impossible for me to just rattle out a few paragraphs of unthinking prose. The few times I've actually attempted to write a blog, what's in the back of my mind is that I'm writing for a real audience, so I structure it tightly, and what results is more like an article than a blog. The 'blog' below is a good example, in which idle thoughts about the source of the Thames turned into a story that (I hope!) I might be able to sell one day.

So it was with my blog of about a week ago, which I've now removed. A general grumble about our current smoggy weather in Chiang Mai led to reflections on the various places I've lived that seemed idyllic at first until the harsh reality kicked in and I moved on somewhere else. This theme, Searching for Shangri La, is something I've written about before, and I've now decided to self-publish an ebook under this title, featuring a dozen or so first-person tales based in various locations around the globe. I've taken down the blog about Shangri La because the version I'll be publishing will be slightly different. When the book becomes available through Amazon Kindle in a couple of weeks' time, I'll post a sample from it along with a link to the book on this site.

In the meantime, if anybody's actually reading this, I'd be most grateful for any hints as to how to go about blogging. How do you do it? Do you just imagine you're chatting to a close friend and pour out all your feelings? Or do you just pour out your feelings anyway with no close friend in mind? I promise to practise any technique suggested, so do come back soon to see the results! ]]><![CDATA[First Post!]]>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 14:28:38 +0700http://www.ronemmons.com/1/post/2011/03/first-post.htmlSEEKING THE SOURCE OF THE THAMES...

As my book Walks along the Thames Path has just been released in its fourth edition, I got to pondering the magical attraction that the source of a river has, and in the case of the Thames, the nagging doubts about its true origin. Then the pondering turned into a story, called

SEEKING THE SOURCE OF THE THAMES

Statue of Old Father Thames at St John's Lock, Lechlade.

Locating the source of a river is not as simple as it may seem. For a start, most rivers have dozens of tributaries, all of which originate at springs, so just how do you decide which is the main source? Interestingly, there is no internationally recognized method of determining such an essential fact, though logic would suggest it is the spring that is furthest from the mouth of the river, or at the highest elevation above sea level, or that produces the greatest volume of water; yet this logic does not always apply.

The source of the River Thames is a case in point, and an exploration of what should be its source, what is its official source and what is its most common source in reality provides a great excuse for a ramble through the Cotswold Hills. All that’s necessary is some form of transport, a decent map, a good pair of walking shoes (or Wellington boots after heavy rain) and waterproofs in case of rain along the way.

This rural adventure begins in Cheltenham Spa, which is famed for its rejuvenating mineral springs. Only one of these springs concerns us here, and it lies around three miles (5 km) south of town, just west of the junction of the A435 and A436 roads. On the north side of the A436 is a lay-by, and in the dense woodland next to it, stone steps lead down to Seven Springs, from which water flows year-round. Above the clear, sparkling waters is a Latin inscription that reads “Hic Tuus O Tamesine Pater Septemgeminus Fons”, meaning ‘Here, Father Thames, is thy sevenfold fount (source)’.

Clear waters flow from Seven Springs.

Given the fact that Seven Springs is 190 miles (305km) from the Thames Barrier and is 700 feet (210 metres) above sea level (further from the mouth and higher than any other tributary), our quest should be over before we even start walking. But things aren’t so straightforward; the stream that flows from here through Cirencester to Cricklade has been called the River Churn for as long as anyone can remember. So, having looked at what should perhaps be considered the source of England’s principal river, it’s time to head for the official source, as decided by the Conservators of the Thames in 1958.

From Cheltenham Spa, drive south on A417 to Cirencester, just a few miles away, then head about three miles (5 km) southwest of Cirencester on the A433, which is an old Roman Road also known as the Fosse Way. When the road dips to pass under a railway bridge, turn right immediately after the bridge and park at the entrance to an old railway siding. Walk past the siding to a point where you can cross the railway track to a stile beside a dry-stone wall. From the stile, follow the footpath down a sloping field and then branch left to a copse, where a cluster of stones in a depression in the earth beneath an ash tree marks the official source of the River Thames in Trewsbury Mead, often referred to as Thames Head.

The official source of the Thames at Trewsbury Mead.

This is where all maps mark as the source of the Thames, though it seems a most unlikely spot since all the surrounding land appears higher. At 184 miles (294 km) from the Thames Barrier and 356 feet (107 metres) of elevation, it doesn’t qualify as the furthest nor highest source. Whether the stream that flows from here carries more water than the River Churn is also debatable, since at their confluence in Cricklade, a few miles downstream, it is difficult to tell which is the greater flow.

The official source is almost always dry, except after very heavy rain, when the entire field gets flooded. An inscription on a stone tablet here reads “The Conservators of the River Thames, 1957-1974. This stone was placed here to mark the source of the River Thames.” Before 1974, the location was graced by a much more romantic symbol to mark the source – a statue of a reclining, bare-chested and long-haired Father Thames, sculpted by Rafaelle Monti for the Crystal Palace in 1854. The statue had to be removed as it was being vandalized in this remote location, and it is now under the watchful eye of the lock keeper at St John’s Lock, Lechlade, the first lock on the river.

A signpost points the direction of the Thames Path at the source.

There is no evident channel leading from this point, so it’s just as well that there’s a signpost pointing river seekers southward along the Thames Path. Inaugurated in 1996, this path now makes the entire river accessible to walkers, whereas before many sections were impossible to see except from a boat. The undulating hills around here are used for crops and grazing cattle, and the landscape is too gentle to be dramatic, though the dry-stone walls that are a strong feature of this part of the countryside bear closer inspection.

Dry-stone walls exist in various parts of Britain, but Cotswold stone lends itself particularly well to this type of structure. The walls are made entirely without mortar and are formed of stones of uneven sizes, slotted together like a jigsaw puzzle that forms an irregular but attractive pattern. A technique called ‘battering’ is employed, by which the wall is wider at the bottom and tapers towards the top, which affords stability, and stones are set to slope slightly outwards to allow water run-off. Gaps between the stones draw air through, keeping the walls dry. As such they can stand for hundreds of years with no maintenance, an ideal combination of functionality and aesthetic design.

Dry stone walls are a major feature of the Cotswold Hills.

Follow the Thames Path, which is signposted at regular intervals, across a couple of fields until you come to the Fosse Way again. Before crossing the road, take a peek at the lowest point in the field, about 65 feet (20 metres) to the left of the path, where a tiny culvert passes under the road, often obscured by bushes. Though there is still no discernible channel here, this is technically the first bridging point of the Thames.

Go back to the path, cross the road carefully and follow the path into the next field. The track may not be distinct, but you should head towards the distant spire of Kemble Church. At first there is no sign of any riverbed, but a short way into the field, a shallow ditch runs beside a few hawthorn trees to the left. Towards the end of the field the channel becomes more distinct and, if it is dry, you have a rare opportunity to walk along the bed of a river.

Lyd Well after rain is a magical sight...

On entering the next field, look for a low dry-stone wall to the left in front of a dense copse of trees. The trees conceal a magical dell, which contains the Thames’ most common source - Lyd Well. After rain, this well is everything you’d imagine the source of a river to be – a hole in the earth from which clear water surges up, spirals away and flows through gaps in the dry-stone wall into the nascent channel of the Thames. However, it is a bore-hole rather than a natural spring, and after long dry periods, it also dries up and loses its magical aura.

...but is not so magical when dry.

From Lyd Well, continue south, then east, along the Thames Path towards Ewen, just a couple of miles (3 km) away. ‘Ewen’ is an old Saxon word that means ‘source of a river’, and even if you are walking at a dry time of year, you will almost certainly see the river’s first trickles before you reach the village. In Ewen make for the Wild Duck Inn, a welcoming tavern which dates back to 1563 and provides hearty meals, local ales and open fires in winter. This is an ideal setting in which to rest weary limbs and debate the merits of the contenders for the title of source of England’s principal waterway, before retracing your steps (or taking a cab) back to the car at the railway siding.

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