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<?xml-stylesheet href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl" type="text/xsl" media="screen"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css" type="text/css" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529</id><updated>2008-08-18T23:16:41.421Z</updated><title type="text">The Jumbled Box</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>276</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheJumbledBox" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>474492</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://www.feedburner.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-4695173082869699488</id><published>2008-08-17T21:44:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:05:00.565Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><title type="text">The Darckr Side Of Flickr</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've just discovered &lt;a href="http://darckr.com/"&gt;Darckr&lt;/a&gt;, a free web application for displaying and acting upon &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; images. In essence, Darckr is a streaming Flickr viewer that will allow you to customize how you view your, and anyone else's,  Flickr photostream. You can change the presentation options: size, number, number of columns, background, etc. and every option is available in a single-click. Darckr will even remember your preferences if you want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://darckr.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SKinnDtO3GI/AAAAAAAABIs/M8nK1MRRpqA/s400/darckr.jpg" alt="Darckr" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235618856269962338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially written so the author could view his contacts photos on a black background, Darckr can also automatically enhance the display of your photos by adding drop shadows and borders if you want. Another useful feature Darckr offers you is the possibility to view only your public photos, or only your non-private photos. That way you can see what your photostream looks like to everyone else without having to logout from Flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darckr's other aim is at saving you time in your Flickr life. You can post comments on your contacts photos or fave them much more easily than in the standard Flickr interface. You can even use this interface to comment on and tag your own photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://darckr.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SKioifc5IKI/AAAAAAAABI0/5xYarG3jnyY/s400/darckr2.jpg" alt="Darckr comment view" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235619877329903778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darckr uses the Flickr API to retrieve data so cannot let other people view unauthorized content. By default Darckr displays photos at a size that cannot exceed "Small" (240 pixels) and, unlike other viewers, Darckr allows you to "opt-in" to grant others access to larger sizes. Darckr presents and in no case copies your pictures. They remain on Flickr and other users see only what they are entitled to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a Flickr user and have granted access to Darckr, then you can view your own photos, or a gallery of your contacts photos, and if you're a friend or family view full contents of other people streams. You can also share permalinks to your Darckr stream for instance to publish your most interesting photos as a Darckr gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/367599934/darckr-side-of-flickr.html" title="The Darckr Side Of Flickr" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=4695173082869699488" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4695173082869699488/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/4695173082869699488" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/4695173082869699488" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/08/darckr-side-of-flickr.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-8501662514529856711</id><published>2008-08-13T23:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:08:00.678Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><title type="text">Where'd My Images Go?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well I finally did it! I managed to delete an entire photo-shoot from both my computer and the memory card they were on. It was one of those really easily done things; I'd just imported the photos off of the card and into iPhoto, deleting them off the card when it was done as I always do. Then, after working on the pics for an hour or two, I was careless and managed to drag the lot into the iPhoto trash and then, like a crazed loon, emptied it without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there iIwas, thinking "Golly, that was most unfortunate!, I've been a very silly Billy!" and then I remembered that I'd posted an article about &lt;a href="http://techlogg.blogspot.com/2006/08/recovering-lost-or-corrupt-camera.html"&gt;Recovering Lost or Corrupt Camera Images&lt;/a&gt; on my other blog a few years ago So, I immediately looked up my own blog and then started hunting out the software I'd mentioned back then. The card mounted fine on my Mac so I tried the &lt;a href="http://www.bluem.net/downloads/exif-untrasher_en/"&gt;Exif Untrasher&lt;/a&gt; utility but to no avail. It's pretty old and probably couldn't handle the Canon format on the card. It was time to move over to the PC, for which there are loads of free file recovery utiltities. However, the card wouldn't mount as a drive on the PC as it's not a recognized standard format and that stumped most the the file recovery utilities, like &lt;a href="http://www.recuva.com/"&gt;Recuva&lt;/a&gt;, that focus on recovering deleted files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that left me with another couple of options to try - &lt;a href="http://www.pcinspector.de/Sites/smart_recovery/info.htm?Language=1"&gt;PC Inspector Smart Recovery&lt;/a&gt; and Z&lt;a href="http://www.z-a-recovery.com/digital-image-recovery.htm"&gt;ero Assumption Digital Image Recovery&lt;/a&gt;, both free tools. Luckily for me, both of them recognized the card, scanned through it and discovered all of those deleted images. PC Inspector threw up a few errors during the process and locked up while trying to recover the images in batches. I eventually had to recover them one by one to get the job done without it freezing on me. The other tool, the Zero Assumption thingy, was far better at it and got all of the images off the card in one go. Okay, it took a while to scan the card but it found everything that was deleted and sooked them all off onto my hard drive really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have I learned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogs are good for keeping useful information.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dedicated photo recovery utilities can do the business and file recovery tools can't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are no reliable, free, Mac-based photo recovery tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be more careful before deleting my iPhoto trash.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't stay up all night editing photos; life's too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/364295360/whered-my-images-go.html" title="Where'd My Images Go?" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=8501662514529856711" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8501662514529856711/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/8501662514529856711" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/8501662514529856711" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/08/whered-my-images-go.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-6203832727348769371</id><published>2008-08-12T18:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:03:58.060Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><title type="text">Photo Aging Made Easy!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/206067378/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/85/206067378_a48ac1db09.jpg" alt="Eilean Donan Castle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever fancied making some of your photographs look like they were taken in a bygone age, then check out the &lt;a href="http://labs.wanokoto.jp/olds"&gt;Bakumatsu Koshashin Generator&lt;/a&gt; from Wanokoto Labs in Japan. This free web service will allow you to upload an image from your hard drive or supply a URL to an online image and they'll apply their aging algorythm to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I took the above image I had taken of Eilean Donan castle and ran it through the generator to produce the one below…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SKHD-PcwaxI/AAAAAAAABIk/bccTM5oVz2o/s1600-h/k7rd0-20080813020201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SKHD-PcwaxI/AAAAAAAABIk/bccTM5oVz2o/s400/k7rd0-20080813020201.jpg" alt="Aged Eilean Donan Castle" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233679716047678226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly gives it an old and very neglected appearance! There are lots of possibilities for using this site - old landscapes like the one above, aged family portraits, faded vases of flowers, etc. You could even give your web site a somewhat crumbly and ancient look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/363136472/photo-aging-made-easy.html" title="Photo Aging Made Easy!" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=6203832727348769371" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6203832727348769371/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/6203832727348769371" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/6203832727348769371" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/08/photo-aging-made-easy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-6437169435622136345</id><published>2008-08-11T22:33:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:16:41.429Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="days out" /><title type="text">A Wet Sunday Afternoon In Geilston Garden</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a Sunday that looked like rain and we couldn't risk going too far so we ended up driving over to Cardross to spend a few hours in whatever decent weather we had left of the day in &lt;a href="http://www.gardens-of-argyll.co.uk/gardens/geilston-garden.html"&gt;Geilston Garden&lt;/a&gt;, a place we've been to a few times now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2771602975/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3174/2771602975_0d3dbb7e2e.jpg" alt="The Geilston Burn" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Geilston Burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geilston Garden lies just on the western edge of Cardross, on the road to Helensburgh, and is set in the 10 acres around the 15th century Geilston House. It was only opened to the public in 1998 by the &lt;a href="http://www.nts.org.uk/Property/96/"&gt;National Trust for Scotland&lt;/a&gt;. Prior to that I assume it was privately owned as I used to fish in the little burn running though the grounds as a lad and had been chased off more than once; a great wee burn for brown trout and the occasional sea trout too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house isn't open to the public and the garden isn't that big but it's usually quite quiet and a nice place to sit in the sun when we get some. It's got a walled garden with an enormous Wellingtonia (Sequoiadendron giganteum or giant redwood) in the centre, a smallish formal garden, a decent sized kitchen garden and lots of little wooded paths around the burn. There's usually plenty of flowers in bloom in the garden so there's always some colour about the place too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2758300862/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3026/2758300862_cd08b1820f.jpg" alt="Wet Chocolate Cosmos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wet Chocolate Cosmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, however, we got rain from almost the moment we got there until we left. Not particularly heavy rain but enough to make us have to shelter under the huge leaf of a Gunnera plant down by the burn. What they need is a wee tea-room and scones, definitely scones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are more photos of Geilston Garden &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aogg/sets/718131/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/368519316/wet-sunday-afternoon-in-geilston-garden.html" title="A Wet Sunday Afternoon In Geilston Garden" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=6437169435622136345" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6437169435622136345/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/6437169435622136345" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/6437169435622136345" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/08/wet-sunday-afternoon-in-geilston-garden.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-2786617919397175184</id><published>2008-08-04T17:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:53:34.976Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><title type="text">Finding The Best Online Digital Photo Printing Service</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Given the financial insanity of buying a digital photo printer for occasional home use, I was hunting around for a price comparison site for photo printing services and found &lt;a href="http://www.printrates.com/"&gt;printRates.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's fairly simple to use - just enter the number of prints you want at what size and what shipping method and it returns a comparison table of results from a decent sized list of printers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a primarily US-based site but does allow you to change the country to the UK and, while reviews of UK photo printing services are fairly thin on the site, hopefully that will improve as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a review of several of these sites in a magazine a while ago and, given the results of that on the quality of the printing, I've been using &lt;a href="http://www.photobox.co.uk/"&gt;PhotoBox&lt;/a&gt; but I may well try a few of these others out now as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few reviews of online photo processors out there worth checking out as well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviewcentre.com/products3303.html"&gt;reviewcentre - Online Photo Processors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviewcentre.com/products2910.html"&gt;reviewcentre - Photo Processors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopsafe.co.uk/eleprints.asp"&gt;shopsafe - Digital Prints&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/355516645/finding-best-online-digital-photo.html" title="Finding The Best Online Digital Photo Printing Service" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=2786617919397175184" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/2786617919397175184/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/2786617919397175184" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/2786617919397175184" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/08/finding-best-online-digital-photo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-7694362213323417615</id><published>2008-07-23T21:58:00.011Z</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:37:22.332Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DVD reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie reviews" /><title type="text">Buying DVDs No Longer Makes Sense</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having recently signed up for a 30 day trial of DVD and games rental site &lt;a href="http://www.lovefilm.com/"&gt;LOVEFiLM&lt;/a&gt;, I have to admit that it's a very appealing service and one that will probably change the way we buy and watch DVD movies. They have over 65,000 titles available and you simply build yourself a list of the films you want to see or games you want to play and, based on what rental plan you're on, the discs get mailed to you by first-class post as soon as you have a rental slot available. You can even set the priority of the titles you want to get and you can then keep the disc as long as you want and then mail it back to them in a postage-paid envelope once you're done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the simplest option for the trial - unlimited rentals of one disc at a time, which I thought was enough to try it out and it works out at roughly two films a week assuming that we watch it the day it arrives and return it the next day. Frankly I doubt if we could watch more than that as we really don't want to turn into that kind of couch potato. There are lighter plans available that limit the number of rentals per month and heavier plans of unlimited rentals of up to three discs at a time. You can even add video games onto your rental plan if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there'll always be discs that we'll want to buy and own for watching again and sometimes again or just for the loads of extras some of them come with but for the most part, once we've watched a disc, it gets stuffed away in a cupboard and will probably never be watched again. We've got over 300 DVDs at home now that adds up to quite a sum of money spent over the last few years. Sure, you can always sell them via eBay or Amazon, etc., and I have done quite a few times, but that's a lot of hassle for very little return and now that there's no Post Office near my work, it's simply not worth the bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one disc at a time plan comes in at just under £10 a month, which equates to roughly £120 a year for about 90 discs and I'm factoring in a fair chunk of holidays there. Now think about how much it'd cost you to buy 90 DVDs and it works out at well over £120 doesn't it? Even if you wait until they're cheaper, say £7 each, then that's a massive £560! If we slowed the watching momentum to one movie a week, which I reckon we'll eventually get to once the novelty wears off a bit, it still works out that we're saving an awful lot of money renting instead of buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downside I can see to renting is the fact that rental copies often don't contain extra material or extended/director's editions and the discs themselves go through a lot of hands so can get a bit worn out. However, buying DVDs, for me, is now a thing of the past unless it's a very special disc that I simply couldn't rent or one that has enough interesting or entertaining extras on it to make it worth the purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The standard trial period for &lt;a href="http://www.lovefilm.com/"&gt;LOVEFiLM&lt;/a&gt; is 14 days but if anyone wants a 30 day trial, then get in touch and I can send you a code for it. It gets me a month's free rental as well so even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/344030501/buying-dvds-no-longer-makes-sense.html" title="Buying DVDs No Longer Makes Sense" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=7694362213323417615" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7694362213323417615/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7694362213323417615" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7694362213323417615" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/07/buying-dvds-no-longer-makes-sense.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-1119569648343036417</id><published>2008-07-05T22:51:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:52:18.019Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie reviews" /><title type="text">Wanted</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/allanogg/SHFSxapn9pI/AAAAAAAABIA/onkCl-vli9A/wanted.jpg" alt="Wanted" border="0" /&gt;We went to see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanted&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday, after a bit of shopping in town. It was too early to get dinner so we had a coffee and a bun and headed in for an earlier show. Strange to go so early but it certainly was a bit quieter than normal. Probably due to the fact that the film was an 18 certificate and most of the film-goers in the ticket queue were taking their kids to see Kung-Fu Panda or Prince Caspian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanted tells the story of Wesley Gibson (James McAvoy), a downtrodden accountant with a dead-end life. His overbearing boss treats him like crap and he won't stand up to her; he knows his girlfriend is cheating on him with his best friend but he won't do anything about it; his father ran out on him days after he was born; and he gets an anxiety attack at the slightest piece of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this changes when he gets caught up in a gunfight at his local drugstore and is abducted by the beautiful Fox (Angelina Jolie) who tells him that his father had just been killed on the roof of an office block and that he was a member of The Fraternity, a secret society of assassins. Fox and her boss Sloan (Morgan Freeman) tell Wesley that a rogue agent is killing the members one by one and that he has the power within him to stop this killer and avenge his father's death. They also tell him that his anxiety attacks are a sign that he is one of them and that his body can operate at a much higher metabolic rate when required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wesley eventually accepts his destiny and joins The Fraternity, eschewing his past life, job and girlfriend, but things are not as straightforward as he thinks and perhaps Fate has played him a twisted hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SHFiAM9TE6I/AAAAAAAABIM/mkn3qih9QFo/s400/wanted1.jpg" alt="Wanted" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220061198716965794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted is based on the comic books by Mark Millar and J.G. Jones and as such a certain amount of belief suspension has to be taken for granted. These assassins have what amounts to super powers and they do what they do at the orders of Fate itself. None of how all this is possible is explained so don't try to fathom it out as you never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the movie, it's a roller-coaster ride of high-speed action that delivers on pretty much everything it tries to be. MacAvoy is excellent as the  anxiety-ridden, downtrodden and frustrated office worker character and just as believable as the super-charged assassin he gets turned into. Morgan Freeman is, as ever, the consumate manipulator and Angelina Jolie adds the much needed female touch to this testosterone enriched plot. Not that Fox is anyone's fluffy bunny and she's just as lethal as any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted has been compared to The Matrix and there are parallels between Wesley and Neo and those characters' path from ordinary Joe to super-hero as well as the link between Trinity and Fox. The special effects are very well done and there are some excellent shots of bullets curving through space and colliding in mid air, a traing crashing over a bridge and of course, the exploding rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted is a brainless action romp that's very watchable. It has enough pace to keep you wanting to see where it's going and a bit of a twist in the tale as well. Worth catching if you like action movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Genre: Action, Thriller&lt;br /&gt;My Rating: 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/328432920/wanted.html" title="Wanted" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=1119569648343036417" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/1119569648343036417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/1119569648343036417" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/1119569648343036417" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/07/wanted.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-4303163800231030049</id><published>2008-06-23T22:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:21:06.315Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scotland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Ardnamurchan - Kilchoan and Mingary Castle</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.undiscoveredscotland.co.uk/kilchoan/kilchoan/index.html"&gt;Kilchoan&lt;/a&gt;, the most Westerly village on mainland Great Britain, is the largest settlement on the Ardnamurchan peninsula and pretty much the closest thing to the city lights that you'll find for miles; I mean, it has a shop, a garage, a hotel and even a tourist information office. It also has a car-ferry terminal from where you can catch the boat over to Tobermory on Mull and, with seven crossings a day during the Summer months, it's obviously a popular route. The shop, a life-line to anyone staying in the area, is pretty well stocked and not over-priced and has a very decent range of beers and wines to pass away the solitude of cottage life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2643223846/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/2643223846_12eec41ba2.jpg" alt="Mingary Castle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mingary Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove on down to the tourist information office, which lies on the road down to the ferry terminal, and had a bit of lunch in the small café in there. It wasn't bad either - home-made soup, rolls, buns, etc.; what else do you need for a quick snack to keep you going in the middle of the day? From there it's a short drive down to the pier where there are some good views out over the Sound of Mull and back over to the ruins of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mingarry_Castle"&gt;Mingary Castle&lt;/a&gt;, which lies about a mile round the bay from Kilchoan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Built in the 13th century for the MacIains of Ardnamurchan, the castle sits atop a rocky outcrop in Kilchoan Bay overlooking the entrance to Loch Sunart and the Sound of Mull. Like most Scottish castles of that era, it's had a pretty eventful history from being used by James IV in the late 15th century to help him suppress the MacDonalds, the Lords of the Isles and in the early 16th century it was besieged and taken by the MacDonalds of Lochalsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2646581161/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3213/2646581161_f75d12190c.jpg" alt="Mingary Castle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mingary Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1588 the Macleans of Duart on Mull captured the castle with some involvement from a ship of the Spanish Armada en-route back home after their failed invasion of England. In the 17th century the castle was captured during the Wars of the Covenant and during the 1745 Jacobite rebellion it served as a government garrison. Today, it's in pretty poor repair and access to the interior of the castle is restricted for fear of causing someone an injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to the castle involves either a trek round the shore from the pier or you can drive out just East of the village where you'll find a small track leading down a place where you can park and then walk down to the castle. Needless to say, we chose the easy route as the weather wasn't that great and we fancied wandering further along towards Ben Hiant, which is the highest peak in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2646593773/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3210/2646593773_4efe68041d.jpg" alt="Ben Hiant" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ben Hiant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bit of clamber down to the beach from the castle and pottering about a bit on the rocks, we did indeed wander further along the track towards Ben Hiant and the weather had brightened up a bit so we got some good views of the hill and across to the Island of Mull. It's  a pity it wasn't as nice earlier or we'd have probably gone to the top of the hill as the views out over the Sound of Mull are supposed to be excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/362433922/ardnamurchan-kilchoan-and-mingary.html" title="Ardnamurchan - Kilchoan and Mingary Castle" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=4303163800231030049" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4303163800231030049/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/4303163800231030049" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/4303163800231030049" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/08/ardnamurchan-kilchoan-and-mingary.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-4868747439654472372</id><published>2008-06-22T22:45:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:44:32.218Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scotland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Ardnamurchan - The Lighthouse And Bay MacNeill</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2672263544/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3247/2672263544_66d43a135c.jpg" alt="Ardnamurchan Lighthouse" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ardnamurchan Lighthouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're in or around &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ardnamurchan"&gt;Ardnamurchan&lt;/a&gt;, then a visit out to the 36 metre high, pink granite lighthouse on Ardnamurchan Point is a must-do. The lighthouse was built in 1849 by engineer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alan_Stevenson"&gt;Alan Stevenson&lt;/a&gt;, the uncle of writer Robert Louis Stevenson, and it's the only lighthouse in the UK built in the Egyptian style. It's also commonly described as the most Westerly point on the British mainland but it's not quite. A wee hillock about a kilometre to the South called Corrachadh Mòr is the real most westerly point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can reach the lighthouse by means of the single-track road just beyond Achosnich and at one stage it's controlled by traffic lights due to a blind corner going round a cliff edge just before you reach the car park. For the more adventurous, there's a path leading over from Portuairk, past the sandy beach at Bay MacNeill and which joins the road near the lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2653784240/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2653784240_d1a21d282d.jpg" alt="The Small Isles" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Small Isles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all automated now but it houses an exhibition called the Kingdom of Light and, for a fee, you can climb the spiral stairs to the top of the tower to get a view of the surrounding sea and landscape. Close-by, there's also a small tea room and shop which does a decent range of scones and cakes. The electricity supply was fluctuating badly on one of our visits and I think we were lucky to get a hot cup of tea at all; the place was on battery power and the traffic lights were out of action, which led to a few head-head confrontations on the narrow road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are good views out over the Small Isles of Muck, Eigg and Rùm and we drove round there a few times. We even ended up down on the very small beach and scrabbling around looking for cowries; found a few too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2660232585/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3180/2660232585_57bf7afa14.jpg" alt="Bay MacNeill" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dozing On The Beach At Bay MacNeill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better day, we took the path from Portuairk up over the hill and got some really good views out over Ardnamurchan Point and out to the islands. We dropped down from there into the valley beside Sgurr nam Meann and followed the stream down to Bay MacNeill, a largish beach of white sand and rock. However, the weather was so nice, we ended up just staying on the beach with me running around with the camera and Lorna having a doze in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2653781896/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2653781896_43a97a9609.jpg" alt="Ardnamurchan Point" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ardnamurchan Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/357861747/ardnamurchan-lighthouse-and-bay.html" title="Ardnamurchan - The Lighthouse And Bay MacNeill" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=4868747439654472372" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4868747439654472372/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/4868747439654472372" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/4868747439654472372" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/06/ardnamurchan-lighthouse-and-bay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-7515217390614201769</id><published>2008-06-21T23:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:13:15.102Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scotland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Ardnamurchan - Portuairk</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We spent a week on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ardnamurchan"&gt;Ardnamurchan&lt;/a&gt; peninsula this Summer, staying in the wee hamlet of Portuairk. Ardnamurchan, the most Westerly tip of the British mailnland, is also one of the last unspoilt places on the British mainland; a place of white sandy beaches, rolling hills and even a volcano or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2657194156/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3284/2657194156_8ddd4a28ab.jpg" alt="Sunset From Portuairk" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ardnamurchan Sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Getting There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to Ardnamurchan is fairly easy, if a bit onerous as far as the driving goes. We drove up the A82 to Nether Lochaber, which lies about nine miles south of Fort William, and took the &lt;a href="http://www.lochabertransport.org.uk/corranferry.html"&gt;Corran Ferry&lt;/a&gt; across Loch Linnhe to Ardgour. This avoids the much longer route that you can take by heading up to Fort William and heading along the A830 and cutting off onto the A861 at Kinlocheil or continuing on to Lochailort and then taking the A861 down to Salen; either way, it's a long drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the ferry, there's 13 miles of decent road until you get to Strontian and then a horrible 35 miles of single-track road to Achosnich passing through Kilchoan, the largest village in the area. I don't mind driving on single-track roads, in fact I quite like it as it means you have to concentrate on driving, but 35 miles of this really windy and rolly road at an average speed of about 25 m.p.h. is very, very wearing. From Achosnich, it's only a few more miles to Portuairk and we were very glad to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2650353259/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3113/2650353259_3b92657e41.jpg" alt="Portuairk" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Portuairk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Portuairk (Port of the Wild Boar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portuairk, which claims the honour of being the most Westerly settlement on the Scottish mainland, consists of only a handful or two of small cottages at one end of Sanna Bay. There's not a lot else to say about it other than it's a very pleasant little place with a natural harbour, protected from the worst of the weather and where the locals keep a few boats tied up, and  it's surrounded by hills. Oh, and it's ruled by the flock of sheep that roam all over the grassy areas surrounding that end of the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nearest shop is in Kilchoan but it's fairly well stocked and the prices aren't that bad at all. for eating out, there's the Sonachan Hotel just past Achosnich and the Kilchoan House Hotel in Kilchoan. There's also a week tea-room in the Kilchoan Tourist Office and another out at Ardnamurchan Point but that's about unless you want to venture a fair way back along that single-track road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented a cottage right down on the beach front, called simply The Bungalow, from a company based in Kilchoan and which I found online. They have a fair number of properties  for rent on Ardnamurchan and, sad though it is, there seem to be more holiday homes there than those occupied by locals. The cottage was plainly furnished but reasonably well kitted out and it even had Sky TV, although that may have been because the chances of getting terrestrial TV out there was probably remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2683666684/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3110/2683666684_8b27f031fc.jpg" alt="Portuairk Beach" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Portuairk Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with most of these holiday cottages, it was really too big for just the two of us and could take six easily but that's the price of a quiet week in the countryside. With a decent sea view, the sunset shot above was taken from the front door, the beach only a few yards away, hills close by and absolutely no hustle or bustle, it suited us just fine and proved an ideal base from which to explore Ardnamurchan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/355708707/ardnamurchan-portuairk.html" title="Ardnamurchan - Portuairk" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=7515217390614201769" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7515217390614201769/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7515217390614201769" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7515217390614201769" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/06/ardnamurchan-portuairk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-9128922682972708066</id><published>2008-06-18T23:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:18:52.389Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Crete - Heraklion</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was time for a break from beaches and archaeological sites on Crete so we hopped on the bus and headed into &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heraklion"&gt;Heraklion&lt;/a&gt; for the day. Heraklion is the largest city and the capital of the island. It's had a fairly mixed history; Probably a port for the city of Knossos during Minoan times,  the city proper was founded by the Saracens back in 824 A.D., then passed into the hands of the Byzantine Empire who then sold it on to the Venetians, who called it Candia. After them, it passed into the Ottoman Empire and they eventually made it a republic until it was given over to Greece in 1913. So it's had Minoans, Arabs, Romans, Venetians, Turks and Greeks in control of it over the centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2584673573/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2584673573_ee7fd03db6_b.jpg" alt="Castello del Molo (Koules)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Castello del Molo, also called Koules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd been to the city on a previous visit and had spent most of that day in the archaeological museum. It wasn't the plan at the time but the museum is huge and it takes a long time to wander through all of it. Most of the good stuff from all of the ancient sites around the island has ended up here so it's worth a visit if you're interested in that kind of thing. Anyway, we'd already done that so this day was for a more general wander around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus station is quite close to the harbour so that's where we headed first with the intention of visiting the Castello del Molo, which dominates the entrance to the Venetian harbour tand is also known as the Rocca a Mare and the Koules Fortress. This version was built around 1523-1540 to protect the enclosed harbour and predates the second Venetian fortifications around the city. We had a good old wander around the fortress, both inside and out, and it offers some excellent views out over the city, against the backdrop of the Idi mountains. Closer to the harbour, you can see the enormous Venetian shipyards or arsenals, which were used to house and build ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2584774739/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3032/2584774739_682d1e69a0.jpg" alt="Morosini Fountain" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Morosini Fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch in a seriously busy restaurant just up from the harbour, we wandered up the 25th of August Street, heading for Eleftherias Square. On the way, we stopped in the little El Greco Park and passed the impressive Byzantine cathedral of St. Titus as well as a host of architecturally beautiful buildings. We also stopped at Lionaria Square, which is home to the beautiful Morosini Fountain but it was being renovated and was both incomplete and difficult to see. We eventually ended up at Eleftherias Square, a huge open square but not particularly interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2584776701/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3010/2584776701_cc08b8f336.jpg" alt="Agios Titos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Agios Titos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we headed over to the St. George's Gate on the Venetian city walls, which was used as the main route between the city and the port. It's now used mainly as an art exhibition venue. We also had a brief detour around the nearby little Georgiadis Park before heading back to the bus station and out to Hersonissos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/323614869/crete-heraklion.html" title="Crete - Heraklion" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=9128922682972708066" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/9128922682972708066/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/9128922682972708066" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/9128922682972708066" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/06/crete-heraklion.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-5054315733677761708</id><published>2008-06-14T08:45:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-06-14T09:16:22.199Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie news" /><title type="text">Starship Troopers 3: Marauder</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SFOKEIn62pI/AAAAAAAABHI/J_v-IikE5Zo/s1600-h/starshiptroopers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SFOKEIn62pI/AAAAAAAABHI/J_v-IikE5Zo/s320/starshiptroopers3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211660997436824210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The war against the Bugs continues and, after the abyssmal effort that was Starship Troopers 2, we're being treated to a third installment - Starship Troopers 3: Marauder. However, with this one it looks like they've gone back to the same cheesey formula that made Starship Troopers such a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is fairly simple - when a Federation starship containing Earth's beloved Sky Marshal Anoke (Stephen Hogan) crash-lands on a distant planet called simply OM-1, it's up to Johnny Rico (Casper Van Dien), the reluctant hero of the original Bug Invasion on Planet P, to lead a squad of Troopers on a daring rescue mission. The team have to battle both old and new bugs and the new “Marauder” advanced weapons technology may be their only hope against a treasonous element operating within the Federation itself. As Captain Lola Beck (Jolene Blalock) and the rest of the crew fight to survive in the harsh conditions, it begins to dawn on them that something on OM-1 is very, very wrong. This time the bugs have a secret weapon that could destroy humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be reasonably good as Paul Verhoeven puts his name to it presenter. It's written and directed by Ed Neumeier and special effects are by Academy Award winning Robert Skotak (Terminator 2, Aliens, X2). Nice to see Casper Van Dien back as a much older and highly promoted Johnny Rico and along with a few other recognizable names including Jolene Blalock as the tough but gorgeous Captain Lola Beck, Amanda Donohoe as Admiral Enolo Phid and Catherine Oxenberg as a technician, we might actually get a half decent movie this time. It's due for a straight-to-video (DVD and Blue-ray) UK release at the end of September. See the trailer for it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/rg/VIDEO_PLAY/LINK//video/screenplay/vi2397110553/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi2397110553/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/311715965/starship-troopers-3-marauder.html" title="Starship Troopers 3: Marauder" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=5054315733677761708" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5054315733677761708/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/5054315733677761708" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/5054315733677761708" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/06/starship-troopers-3-marauder.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-4667349596957822078</id><published>2008-06-13T18:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-06-13T18:51:09.288Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Crete - Malia</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With our three-day stint with the hire car over, we thought we'd take the local bus service along to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malia_%28city%29"&gt;Malia&lt;/a&gt; for the day. The buses run every 30 minutes during the day but there's no way of knowing when they'll turn up as all the times posted seem to indicate the time they leave Heraklion. There's a nice wee disclaimer at the bottom of the timetable stating that "any delays in service are due to traffic!". So twenty minutes later than when we thought a bus would come, one did…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2555018018/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2555018018_0d75616ab2.jpg" alt="Malia Palace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Malia Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malia is a strange sort of resort town. Above the main road is the old town of Malia, where the locals live, and it's full of little windy streets and white houses; just what you'd expect from a little Greek village. However, below the main road is a different world; a hell on earth if you're our kind of tourist. The main strip down to the beach is a yob's paradise of English and Irish bars, all claiming to sell the cheapest and largest amounts of alcohol they can. Fancy a goldfish bowl full of synthetic alcohol? Yes, well you can buy as many as you can drink here in Malia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've stayed in Malia on two previous visits to the island but always in the off season, when it's quieter and the invasion of bar-crawling rabble is either over or hasn't begun. It's actually not a bad place to visit during those quieter periods. Anyway, the bus dropped us off in the centre of town and we headed East, walking about three kilometres out to visit the archaeological site of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minoan_civilization"&gt;Minoan&lt;/a&gt; Palace of Malia where, according to legend, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarpedon"&gt;Sarpedon&lt;/a&gt;, the third son of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zeus"&gt;Zeus&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Europa_%28mythology%29"&gt;Europa&lt;/a&gt; and brother of King Minos, ruled here. The first Palace was built around 1900 B.C. but destroyed in 1700 B.C. and a new Palace built but like all of the other Minoan palaces on Crete, that was destroyed in 1450 B.C. We'd been here before but it seemed a reasonable target for a short walk in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2565413145/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2565413145_b422b56695.jpg" alt="Tropical Beach" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tropical Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so wandering around the ruins, taking the odd snap and chasing butterflies, we started wandering back towards Malia with the intention of getting a bit of lunch and then lazing about a bit on the beach. We found quite a nice little taverna along the coastal road and had a decent lunch before wandering over to the nearby beach for a bit of a lie about and maybe even a nap. It was a bit quieter there due to being a wee bit out of the town so we pretty much spent the rest of the afternoon there on the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while we started back towards town, taking a detour to go via Malia Port. the little harbour along the way. We thought we'd maybe see a few old Greek fishing boats there but it's all gone modern now. Well, except for a few derelict looking bits of harbour machinery. Wandering back towards twon we spotted an old, ruined windmill and what looked like a very run down and abandoned water park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in town we had a bit of a wander around to remind ourselves of the place and ended up down at sea again, looking out at the little island offshore with its obligatory wee white church. After that we found the bus stop, waiting over a hour for one to show up, and headed back to Hersonissos. You can see all of the pictures taken on this visit to Malia &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/search/?q=malia&amp;amp;w=29871720%40N00"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2570874065/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3158/2570874065_2d1883d4ea.jpg" alt="An Island In The Sun" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An Island In The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/311334033/crete-malia.html" title="Crete - Malia" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=4667349596957822078" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/4667349596957822078/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/4667349596957822078" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/4667349596957822078" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/06/crete-malia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-5766422551549542552</id><published>2008-06-03T21:48:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:16:02.059Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Crete - Kritsa and Lato</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With our visit to &lt;a href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/06/crete-mochlos.html"&gt;Mochlos&lt;/a&gt; cut short by the public holiday, we headed back towards Aghios Nikolaos and stopped off on the way at a little place called Festos Beach for something else to eat. There wasn't much there but a little hotel and café and a little beach but it looked pleasant enough to stop for a while. We had some real food to stave of the hunger pangs and then a wander around for a bit before deciding to head inland towards the village of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kritsa"&gt;Kritsa&lt;/a&gt; and, if time allowed, the archaeological site at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lato"&gt;Lato&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2552057514/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2552057514_18425a73ce.jpg" alt="Lato" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Ruins of Lato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kritsa is about 10km West of Aghios Nikolaos and is supposedly one the most picturesque villages on the island. Built on a hill and surrounded by olive groves, it certainly looks the part - all nice little white houses spread round the hill but it didn't grab us as interesting enough to stop. Maybe it was too late in the afternoon or a side effect of the public holiday but it seemed a bit on the quiet side so we opted to head out to Lato and see what it was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The narrow road from Kritsa to Lato feels like a long and winding one but we eventually got there with me worrying a bit about having enough fuel to get back to Hersonissos. Anyway, the road ends at Lato and as with &lt;a href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-gournia.html"&gt;Gournia&lt;/a&gt; earlier in the the day, it was closed for the holiday but luckily the gates had been left open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city of Lato was built in a fairly defensible position overlooking the Gulf of Mirabello and between two peaks. The ruins date back to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dorians"&gt;Dorian&lt;/a&gt; period, about the fourth or fifth century B.C., although it was probably built earlier than that and in its day, it was one of the most powerful cities on the island. The ruins are spread over terraces on the hillside and include walls, houses, a theatre, a temple and shops and the views out over the gulf and down to the modern city of Aghios Nikolaos are excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2551229113/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/2551229113_daebd42e36.jpg" alt="Lato" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Ruins of Lato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lato is one of the best excavated Greek cities on Crete and the ruins are impressive by any standard so it's well worth visiting. It is however not Minoan, which means it doesn't get as much tourist traffic as the more popular archaeological sites like Knossos, Malia or Phaestos so it's a much quieter place. There were a few other people around while we were there but it is very quiet, the most noise coming from the bells tied to the goats that you can see climbing around on the hillside. It's a bit of a clamber but you can climb almost all the way to the top of one of the peaks and get a really good view but take care, the drop on one side is precipitous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hired car was due back that night so after a good wander around the city and a bit of a rest, we headed back to the modern world. Tomorrow. we planned to get the bus to Malia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/304810624/crete-kritsa-and-lato.html" title="Crete - Kritsa and Lato" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=5766422551549542552" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/5766422551549542552/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/5766422551549542552" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/5766422551549542552" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/06/crete-kritsa-and-lato.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-3775396681452953909</id><published>2008-06-02T07:39:00.012Z</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:31:32.833Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Crete - Mochlos</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After an hour or so wandering around the ruins of &lt;a href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-gournia.html"&gt;Gournia&lt;/a&gt; we headed East for the little village of Mochlos, also called Mokhlos or Mohlos,which Lorna said had one of the view accessible beaches on that part of the coast. Mochlos is located about 5km off and below the main road and it's a fairly steep road down to it but the drive is pleasant enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2541869716/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2151/2541869716_9373e73a2d.jpg" alt="Mochlos Island" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mochlos Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mochlos' claim to fame here is not for the village or its nice wee bay but for the little island of the same name just offshore with its archaeological site of an ancient Minoan settlement. All there seems to be there now though is the little white church of Agios Nikolaos. However, we weren't there for the ruins as we'd just done that at Gournia and all we wanted to do here was to laze by the sea and have a bit of lunch. Boy were we to be disappointed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was May 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; and that's a big public holiday on Crete so, for the same reason that Gournia was closed, Mochlos was absolutely packed with Cretan families. The village was full of cars so finding a parking spot took ages and bear in mind that these wee streets are only wide enough for one car at a time. Okay we got parked and then went on the hunt for some lunch but that too was a waste of time as everywhere was full of munching Greeks. Not normally a problem but these guys know how to enjoy a meal and with lots of large tables full, the restaurant staff were really under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2541867052/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2001/2541867052_f88bc80a7b.jpg" alt="Useful Container" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Useful Container&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave trying to get lunch and bought some drinks and a snack from a little shop and then headed for the seaside. Which brings me to the other revelation - Mochlos has no beach or at least we couldn't find it easily enough so we ended up sitting on the rocky foreshore for a while. It wasn't so bad and we had a wander around the village, which is quite nice, for a while but ended up heading for Kritsa and Lato as an alternative diversion for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you happen to find yourself on Crete on May 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, then be aware that anywhere you go might either be closed or full of locals enjoying a well-earned break themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/302999457/crete-mochlos.html" title="Crete - Mochlos" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=3775396681452953909" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3775396681452953909/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/3775396681452953909" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/3775396681452953909" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/06/crete-mochlos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-7003496157649444562</id><published>2008-05-29T23:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:43:58.970Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Crete - Gournia</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gournia is the site of a Late Minoan town/palace complex on Crete dating back to about 1550 B.C., although there are remains going back as far as 2000 B.C. here as well. Called the "Pompeii of Minoan Crete" due to the good state of preservation, it occupies a low hill close to the sea on the Isthmus of Ierapetra, overlooking the Bay of Mirabella. It's actual name is unknown and it was named after the hollow vessels called gourni found all over the site, many of which can still be seen at the entrances to the rooms. Unfortunately it was destroyed in 1450 B.C. like most of the rest of the Minoan civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2535174050/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2535174050_b45fc68ac3.jpg" alt="Gournia" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gournia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gournia is another large and fairly well excavated archaeological site. Unfortunately we arrived to see it on the first of May, which is a holiday on Crete, and it was closed for the day. It's fairly visible on the hillside through the fence so, undaunted and having driven a fair distance, we wandered round the edge of the site and found a way in. I'm surprised they didn't just leave the site open as there's nothing of monetary value and we noticed a fair number of cars pulling into the little road outside the gate and then giving up and going away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remains of the place are in fairly good condition and it's easy to see the layout of certain parts of the town and palace. It was very peaceful and quiet with no-one else around so we had a good nose around and enjoyed the views out over the sea and the Gulf of Mirabella before retracing our steps back out and onward to Mochlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2535171034/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2229/2535171034_9d55fa2bee.jpg" alt="Gournia" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gournia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/300869432/crete-gournia.html" title="Crete - Gournia" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=7003496157649444562" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7003496157649444562/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7003496157649444562" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7003496157649444562" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-gournia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-3784152776728042927</id><published>2008-05-27T20:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:53:17.217Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Crete - Matala</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Matala lies about 75km South-West of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heraklion" title="Heraklion"&gt;Heraklion&lt;/a&gt; on Crete and, in its past, was the seaport for both the ancient cities of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gortys"&gt;Gortys&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phaistos"&gt;Phaestos&lt;/a&gt;. It has a lovely sandy beach and since we've visited here before and found it was such a nice place to spend some time in, we went back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flickr.com/photos/aogg/2528494363/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3040/2528494363_8f6f75e6f9.jpg" alt="Matala" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Panoramic View of Matala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's famous for the man-made caves carved into the rock face on the North side of the surrounding bay. They were carved out during Neolithic times and have been mainly used as tombs over the centuries, although they were used by a hippie community during the 1960s and 70s. Why anyone would ever want to spend one night far less the entire Summer in one of these caves is beyond me. You only have to look inside them and see the little shelves the bodies were obviously placed in to rule out any idea of them being homey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's other claim to fame is as the landing point on Crete of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zeus"&gt;Zeus&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Europa_%28mythology%29"&gt;Europa&lt;/a&gt;. The story goes that when  Zeus spotted Europa he hatched a plan to have his way with her. Taking the form of a white bull, he mingled in with her father's herds and when she and her friends were out gathering flowers, Europa saw the bull and, so taken with its beauty, she climbed onto its back. Needless to say, Zeus took that opportunity to leg it and run into the sea with her. He then swam to the island of Crete with Europa on his back, landing on the beach at Matala where he transformed into an Eagle and carried off to Gortys for a bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2529311072/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2348/2529311072_4d02b751d7.jpg" alt="Caves of Matala" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Caves of Matala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to present day Matala. What was once a pleasant little fishing village has gradually been turned into a tourist resort, full of restaurants and tavernas. That's not to say that it's not a nice place but it's certainly busier even than when we were first here some years ago. If you like beaches and the casual life of lazy tavernas, then it's definitely worth a visit. The caves are interesting too and, if you're adventurous enough, then you can climb up to the higher ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time we go to Crete though, we'll probably give Gortys and Matala a miss and visit Phaestos and then neighbouring Kalamaki beach instead as it's supposedly less commercialized than Matala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/299365273/crete-matala.html" title="Crete - Matala" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=3784152776728042927" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3784152776728042927/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/3784152776728042927" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/3784152776728042927" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-matala.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-8783530646907819298</id><published>2008-05-26T22:32:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:41:27.078Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Crete - Gortys</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since we had the car we thought we'd take a run over to Matala again but this time we'd stop off at the ruined city of Gortys, which is on the way there. Last time we were on Crete, we passed it by in our rush to get to the seaside and it was dark on the way back so we missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2510008510/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/2510008510_0a6e3943e0.jpg" alt="Aghios Titos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aghios Titos, The Church of St. Titus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gortys, also known as Gortyn or Gortyna, was one of the most important cities on Crete. After the Roman conquest of Crete in 67 B.C., Gortys was declared the capital of the Roman province of Crete and Cyrenaica, replacing Knossos, a position it held until the Arab conquest of Crete in 828 A.D. It's probably most famous now for the discovery of the 12 inscriptions of law, which form the oldest Greek law code and are considered as the greatest contribution of Classical Crete to world culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place lies in ruins now, mostly due to an earthquake in 796 A.D., but the site of this once huge city is massive. The main archaeological site, where you'll have to pay the usual entry fee, only covers a very small portion of the city - the Odeon, the Church of St. Titus and a Plane tree linked to the myth of Zeus and Europe. Frankly, there's not a lot on show here - the great inscription of the Law Code of Gortys and almost all of the recovered statues are all locked behind bars so you only get a glimpse of them. If you really want to experience the size of the place, then just wander around the outskirts or go across the road and dive in among the olive trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2512509800/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3212/2512509800_ecbdca788d.jpg" alt="Gortys Law" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Law Code of Gortys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wandered out and went along the road to the right. Once across the stream, there's a path leading back along the side of the main site but which also leads you along the side of the hill above. There are several ruins on the hillside and, if you're adventurous enough, access is open so you can wander in and up. The ground here is covered with flowers so I spent a few moments or three chasing butterflys among them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also crossed the road and wandered down the road opposite to Mitropolis for a bit and then plunged off left into the olive trees. The whole area in there is full of the ruins of the city. Some are obviously important as they've been fenced off but there's still lots to see and we spent a fair bit of time just wandering among the trees and flowers, enjoying the sun, before heading on to Matala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2525285521/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/2525285521_7545c574de.jpg" alt="Gortys" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Ruins Of Gortys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/298693866/crete-gortys.html" title="Crete - Gortys" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=8783530646907819298" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/8783530646907819298/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/8783530646907819298" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/8783530646907819298" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-gortys.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-6285556773767848941</id><published>2008-05-25T21:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:01:02.007Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scotland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="days out" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><title type="text">A Stroll Down To Loch Drunkie</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since it looked like being a half-reasonable day and it was a Sunday, we headed up to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trossachs"&gt;The Trossachs&lt;/a&gt; for a bit of a stroll around the countryside. Taking the road through &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aberfoyle%2C_Stirling"&gt;Aberfoyle&lt;/a&gt; and heading North leading to Brig O'Turk via the &lt;a href="http://www.forestry.gov.uk/website/recreation.nsf/LUWebDocsByKey/ScotlandStirlingQueenElizabethForestParkAchrayForestDukesPass"&gt;Duke's Pass&lt;/a&gt;, it leads into the Achray Forest, part of the larger Queen Elizabeth Forest Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2618701291/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3134/2618701291_78d1512e42.jpg" alt="Lochan Reoidhte" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lochan Reoidhte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About three miles North of Aberfoyle, there's a forest drive trail on the right-hand side of the road that leads down to Loch Drunkie, wanders around a lot and eventually emerges near Loch Achray. We parked there and headed down to the road on foot (we needed the exercise after lazing around on Crete for two weeks). Luckily, the road was closed to cars on the day, which made the walking a bit safer and quieter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first feature you come across on the way is the pretty little Lochan Reoidhte. Don't ask me to pronounce the name but it translates from the Gaelic as "Cold Little Loch". From there, we headed on down the windy road until we came into view of the Western end of Loch Drunkie and then we had lunch looking out over the loch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2618694047/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3280/2618694047_2ba8b5148f.jpg" alt="Loch Drunkie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loch Drunkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the hunger pangs had gone we followed the road around the loch and had a wee detourr up to an old ruined cottage. From there we carried back along the lochside to where it juts out into the centre and you can get a good view of the dams on the far side of the loch from there. It's a spot that I remember fishing from when I was much younger. Didn't catch anything that time but the loch is supposedly very good for brown trout fishing these days. We sat among the Bluebells and watched an angler for a while and he did catch a trout; not huge but not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2622913582/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3075/2622913582_0bef0dfe49.jpg" alt="Loch Drunkie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loch Drunkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed along the road again along another spur of the loch and once we reached the end of that, the road headed inland slightly towards an outdoor centre. Not much to see there and it was closed but there were a few butterflies fluttering around and plenty of birdlife so it was a nice place for a wee rest. Wit the time getting on, we decided to climb the rise beside the road to get a better view of the lcoh and then head back. We did that and then cut insand from the end of the loch along a little valley that eventually led us up to a higher pint on the road back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2625453263/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2625453263_2d1af54e31.jpg" alt="Loch Drunkie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loch Drunkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of these photos and a few others from around the Aberfoyle area can be seen &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/sets/72157604260719116/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/329367187/stroll-down-to-loch-drunkie.html" title="A Stroll Down To Loch Drunkie" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=6285556773767848941" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/6285556773767848941/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/6285556773767848941" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/6285556773767848941" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/stroll-down-to-loch-drunkie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-7155096637801270367</id><published>2008-05-21T19:33:00.011Z</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:28:41.070Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title type="text">Crete - The Lasithi Plateau</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last time we were on Crete we hired a car and drove up to the Lasithi Plateau, a large, scenic plain located in the Eastern part of the island. You'll also see it spelled as Lassithi is some texts and it's about 70km from Heraklion, lying at an altitude of roughly 840m. What makes it unusual is the fact that it's one of the few permanently inhabited areas at such an altitude around the Mediterranean and the Winters can be very harsh with snow often persisting until mid Spring. Anyway, we didn't have a camera last time so we went back again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2500484088/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2216/2500484088_dd56b3e775.jpg" alt="Lasithi Plateau" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Panoramic View Of The Lasithi Plateau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surrounding mountains make the place a natural bowl and alluvial run-off from melting snow has made it an extremely fertile place, continuously inhabited from 6,000 B.C. aside from a couple of hundred years when the Venetian rulers prohibited cultivation and kicked the natives out. Those same Venetians, once they'd relented and let the farmers back in, ordered the construction of a large system of drainage ditches, still in use today, that transfer the water to a sinkhole on the Western edge of the plateau. The Lasithi plateau is most famous for the thousands of white-sailed windmills that were used to irrigate the land for centuries. However, most of them have been abandoned and fallen into disrepair having been superceded by modern diesel and electrical pumps. That doesn't stop the tour offices promoting visits to see the windmills of Lasithi though but be aware that you won't see very many of these now at all now. Still there is some interest in renovating and restoring some of them so maybe in time, the plateau will again be home to a horde of white sails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2495322639/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2164/2495322639_aa3a283590.jpg" alt="Windmills" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once you get up onto the plateau, the road winds round the edge of it as that's where almost all of the little villages are and even these are perched on the edge of the rocky slopes so as to give every last bit of good land to farming. There's the odd little farmhouse dotted around here and there but it's mostly all fields and fields of vegetables. However, it's also famous for one other thing and that's being the birthplace of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zeus"&gt;Zeus&lt;/a&gt;, mythical king of the gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you follow the road around to the South-Western end of the plateau, then you'll reach the little village of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychro"&gt;Psychro&lt;/a&gt; and it's from there that you can trek up the path to the Diktaean Cave, which is where the legends say that Zeus was born. It's a fairly steep path but you can hire a very expensive donkey ride up if you're feeling unable to manage it, although I thought it was just too pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're still fit enough for a plod up a mountain path so off we went and it was worth the trek up as the views out over the plateau are amazing. Add to that an abundance of wildflowers beside the path and enough butterflies to keep me chasing around with the camera to little avail made it an excellent walk. After about twenty or thirty minutes climbing, we eventually reached the cave entrance with its obligatory archaeological representatives. One to sell you a ticket to the cave and one to take it from you again as you enter or should I say descend…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2506663226/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3122/2506663226_f7a8a574b0.jpg" alt="Dikteon Cave" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What you get is a fairly big hole in the ground with steps going down and down and down into the darkness. These days the cave is lit up a bit so there's no need to take a torch and a guide as was once advised. The drawback of all that modernization is that it's now a major attraction and you almost have to queue behind the trail of like-minded tourists as you wander down those steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the legend, Zeus' father &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cronus"&gt;Kronos&lt;/a&gt; had sworn to devour all of his children at birth to avoid falling foul of a prophecy that one of them would overthrow him as leader of the Titans. However, Zeus' mother &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhea_%28mythology%29"&gt;Rhea&lt;/a&gt; tricked Kronos at the birth by giving him a stone wrapped in swaddling to swallow instead and left the baby Zeus in the Dikteon Cave. Here the goat nymph &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amalthea_%28mythology%29"&gt;Amalthia&lt;/a&gt; nurtured him and the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuretes"&gt;Kuretes&lt;/a&gt; protected him by dancing and clashing their spears against their shields to drown out the baby's crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;NB: The cave is called by many names, probably due to translation differences from the Greek so you'll see it called any of Dikteon Cave, Diktaean Cave,  Diktean Cave, Dikteon Andron, Diktaion Antron or any variation of these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've already said, the cave is reasonably well lit these days so there's really no need to worry that you'll fall over your own feet. What's more likely is that you'll slip on the steps as they can be a bit wet in places so some care is still needed while wandering around down there. That's really about it and after wandering down to the bottom of the cave with its little pond, it's time to wander all the way back up again. Of course, the cave itself is full of the stalactites and stalagmites normally associated with such places and some of them have been been very nicely illuminated with coloured lights to add to the mystical atmosphere of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2506633004/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3098/2506633004_3d1527c9ac.jpg" alt="Dikteon Cave" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dikteon Cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you get out of the cave, it's an easy stroll back down the path to Psychro, or Psichro as it's often referred to, enjoying again the views out over the plateau. There are several cafés at the bottom of the path and we had a reasonably tasty lunch in one of these. We fancied eating out on the balcony as the views were lovely but it was bit on the windy and chill side so we ended up inside close to an open and roaring fire of all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had a slow drive, following the road round the plateau, until we eventually found the way off down to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agios_Nikolaos,_Crete"&gt;Agios Nikolaos&lt;/a&gt; with a thought of visiting there for a while but it was getting late by then so we headed back to Hersonissos for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/295351853/crete-lasithi-plateau.html" title="Crete - The Lasithi Plateau" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=7155096637801270367" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7155096637801270367/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7155096637801270367" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7155096637801270367" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-lasithi-plateau.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-3380140381316051114</id><published>2008-05-20T19:33:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:32:30.459Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="restaurant reviews" /><title type="text">Crete - Koutouloufari</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having been based in &lt;a href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-hersonissos.html"&gt;Hersonissos&lt;/a&gt; for a few weeks, we got to wandering around a bit and one day we took a stroll up to the little village of Koutouloufari, which lies on the hillside above the town. It's not that far, about one and a half kilometres, so it's a fairly easy stroll as long as it's not too hot. Beware of the Swallows though! They use the relatively straight roads for attack runs on the insect population so don't be surprised when they zip past you at shoulder height, they're only looking for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2488005234/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2339/2488005234_d43acdfa41.jpg" alt="Rustic Bliss" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rustic Bliss On The Road Up To Koutouloufari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koutouloufari is a much quieter place and offers some excellent views out over the Bay of Malia and the town of Hersonissos so it's ideal to spend an afternoon just chillin' if you need a break from the more hectic lifestyle of Hersonissos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a traditional Cretan village with lots of little white houses and narrow streets leading off the main road, which leads along the other little villages of Piskopiano and Hersonissos. Everywhere you look there are flowers, flowers beside doors and windows or climbing up walls and over roofs. You can walk between Koutouloufari and Piskopiano without hardly noticing the gap but you'd probably notice that Piskopiano is a little less tourist oriented but only a little as it did seem to have a fair number of restaurants as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2490956426/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2212/2490956426_f90073a421.jpg" alt="Geranium" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Geranium Spotted While Having Lunch In Koutouloufari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koutouloufari on the other hand simply abounds with tavernas and restaurants so you'd be hard pressed not to find somewhere to just sit down, relax and have a drink and something to eat while you're there. We stopped and had lunch in a small café run by a Dutch couple and had planned on coming back one evening for dinner but we never made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone interested in the culture and history of the villages, then there's an very old but nice looking Orthodox church on one of the roads up to the village and there's also a Byzantine church in Piskopiano worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On returning to Hersonissos we found a road that led us directly down on a more gentle slope to where we were staying at Star Beach Village. It was a very pleasant walk down between flower-strewn borders and olive groves so the visit to Koutouloufari passed the afternoon very nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2487181539/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2181/2487181539_aa501c2fa5.jpg" alt="Hersonissos Harbour" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hersonissos Harbour From Koutouloufari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/294554487/crete-koutouloufari.html" title="Crete - Koutouloufari" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=3380140381316051114" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/3380140381316051114/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/3380140381316051114" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/3380140381316051114" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-koutouloufari.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-7560543104888575675</id><published>2008-05-19T22:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:41:03.160Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="restaurant reviews" /><title type="text">Crete - Hersonissos</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're not long back from a couple of week holidaying on the Greek island of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crete"&gt;Crete&lt;/a&gt;. We've been there a couple of times previously but have never stayed in Hersonissos before so here's my slant on the place…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a bit of clarification. I'm talking about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hersonissos"&gt;Limin Hersonissos&lt;/a&gt; and not the little village of Hersonissos, which lies inland a few kilometers. Limin Hersonissos, the port of Hersonissos, is commonly just called Hersonissos for the sake of the tourist population. It's a small town about 26 km East of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heraklion"&gt;Heraklion&lt;/a&gt;, the capital of Crete, and it's the most developed tourism area on the island with loads of hotels, restaurants, bars and clubs. There's also a fair smattering of beaches and sandy coves for those wanting to sunbathe by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flickr.com/photos/aogg/2481252353/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3173/2481252353_22532ac270.jpg" alt="Hersonissos Harbour" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hersonissos Harbour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to when to go, we were there for the last week in April and first week in May but the place wasn't really fully open and only really started to get going a bit in the second week. Some restaurants and bars, etc. were still being fitted out and loads of the hotels around still hadn't filled their pools. The first of May this year was the island's Easter celebration and I'm sure that's when things start kicking off so I don't think we'd go earlier than that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are loads of hotels and apartments to choose from in Hersonissos but we stayed in the &lt;a href="http://www.starbeachvillage.gr/"&gt;Star Beach Village&lt;/a&gt;, which is located a little to the East of town, because we got a very decent deal from the travel agent on a late booking. That said, the place is actually quite nice and the staff were all pretty friendly. The location isn't perfect for anyone wanting to hit the town every night as it's either a twenty-five minute walk or a taxi ride there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Beach Village bill themselves as four-star plus but I think they're being a bit on the generous side. The public facilities are all very good in they have a nice big lounge with a bar, a restaurant, decednt sized pool and pool bar and an internet suite, gymnasium and shop. The rooms are also okay but the facilities don't really hit the mark for anyone wanting to do a bit of real self-catering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flickr.com/photos/aogg/2484971542/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2182/2484971542_d8cda6e9bd.jpg" alt="Beach huts" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beach Huts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "village" is layed out in separate, three-story blocks and we got a standard, one-bedroom suite, which was actually quite roomy. However, what's billed as a kitchenette is a fitted module that looks like it came from MFI. It's got a sink with no drainer, a fridge, a kettle and some basic utensils. If you want cooking rings or pots and pans, then you have to ask for them and they give you a little portable duel ring unit that takes up even more space beside the sink. Not ideal if you're taking a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.starbeach.gr/"&gt;Star Beach Water Park&lt;/a&gt; is between you and the sea so there may be a noise problem in high season. It didn't bother us at all when we were there but I noticed a few mentions of this online and you could hear a bit of beat from the music occasionally. If anything the place is a bit of a bonus if you have kids and entry is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eating Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are loads of restaurants and tavernas to choose from in Hersonissos. There are a few along the main street but most are down on the harbourside street and you can choose from Chinese, Indian, Italian and Mediterranean as well as the more traditional Greek cuisines. There are even a couple of burger/&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gyros"&gt;gyros&lt;/a&gt; bars if all you want is some fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried the &lt;a href="http://www.leegarden-hersonissos.com/"&gt;Lee Garden&lt;/a&gt; Chinese restaurant a couple of times as the food was reasonably good and the staff were friendly. It was also about halfway along the walk into town so it was an easier option one night after a bit of a trek in the hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aogg/2481382097/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/2481382097_9c5b360673.jpg" alt="Sunshade" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stormy Seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to Star Beach were the Taverna Tarantella and Theodora's Garden. The Tarantella is a family run Greek restaurant and, while the staff are friendly and food reasonable, it's a bit on the basic side as far as the ambiance goes. Theodora's Garden is another good Greek restaurant but is much more popular so usually a lot busier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local Indian restaurant is Passage To India just across from the church on the main street. The food was okay but nothing impressive by Scottish curry standards and the service wasn't all that great either. I overheard the manager saying that they had a place in Malia as well and if it's the same one we tried when we were there, then it explains why the food here was so mediocre. There's another Chinese restaurant, who's menu looked good enough, beside it but we didn't try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest, there are a few Italian restaurants down near the harbour but neither are that great. They're okay but nothing to queue up for. As for the steak houses, both the Manos and Gourmet are pretty good and we ate in these a few times. We didn't try this but, if you're looking for something just a bit more refined, then &lt;a href="http://www.kymata-restaurant.gr/"&gt;Kymata&lt;/a&gt; down by the harbour might suit. The menu just looked a bit too nouvelle cuisine (poncy) for the likes of us so we gave it a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hersonissos is an extremely busy town, well it is once May gets under way and the holidaymakers start arriving on masse, so there are a large number of tavernas, bars, Irish bars and clubs for those looking for some entertainment. However, since it was early in the season, we found a lot of them were a bit on the quiet side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Irish bars were mostly empty and the New York bar wasn't much busier, mostly because of the dreadful music it was playing. Music bars Tiger and Status were still a bit quiet but got busier as the night went one and I imagine they'd be pretty lively later in the season. We ended up spending more than a few nights in the U2 Rock Bar as it played some decent heavy rock and metal music, which is more to my taste if not Lorna's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, there are loads of pubs, bars, clubs and discos to choose from so there's bound to be something for everyone here. Luckily, Hersonissos has a wide variety of visitors so you'll get lots of French, German and Dutch tourists as well as us Brits there so it's not quite as much of an English Hell as Malia has turned into (more on this later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheJumbledBox/~3/293823032/crete-hersonissos.html" title="Crete - Hersonissos" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17047529&amp;postID=7560543104888575675" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/feeds/7560543104888575675/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7560543104888575675" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17047529/posts/full/7560543104888575675" /><author><name>Allan Ogg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465243862081926217</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://thejumbledbox.blogspot.com/2008/05/crete-hersonissos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17047529.post-2925260345137872381</id><published>2008-05-12T21:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:56:39.626Z</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="autobiography" /><title type="text">My Year As A Video Games Programmer</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got a blog comment on my other blog last week asking for information about a video game I worked on back in 1987 and that whole episode in my life came rushing back to me so I thought I'd better get it down before it fades from memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCd97djJxMI/AAAAAAAABCE/miSSK2GWGR8/s1600-h/thetube6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 250px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCd97djJxMI/AAAAAAAABCE/miSSK2GWGR8/s400/thetube6.jpg" alt="The Tube poster" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199262755320349890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early in 1987, I was made redundant from a company called MacSerious Software when they decided to drop their Apple hardware sales force. That's another part of my life that I won't go into here but on a speculative visit to the local Dumbarton job centre, I noticed a card advertising for an experienced &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/6502"&gt;6502&lt;/a&gt; programmer. I wasn't expecting to see anything like that in there so I reckoned it was some sort of karmic intervention as I had indeed done some extensive work with the 6502 processor, which was what was in the Apple, Commodore and BBC computers of the time. Since I needed a job to support my wife, three-year old daughter, new mortgage and a car it was worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job was with Gannon Designs in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexandria,_West_Dunbartonshire"&gt;Alexandria&lt;/a&gt; so I called, got an interview with the M.D. Martin Gannon and basically got the job on the strength of my previous work. I had absolutely no experience of games coding and was completely self-taught in 6502 assembly programming but I had done a lot of work on it, writing stuff like experiment process control and analysis on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apple_II_series"&gt;Apple II&lt;/a&gt; and an image analysis suite for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BBC_Micro"&gt;BBC Micro&lt;/a&gt;, had several articles published in an Apple II focused magazine and had a bit of a hobby in removing the protection from Apple II games. Anyway, getting into video games was probably every programmer's dream at the time so I jumped at the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin Gannon had been a fireman who, rather than spend his dead time on duty sleeping or playing cards like the rest of the watch, began programming games on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C64"&gt;C64&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Commodore_VIC-20"&gt;Vic-20&lt;/a&gt; computers. He turned out to be a bit of a computing prodigy and even had a game out for the Vic-20 before the technical manuals had been released by figuring out how the video chip worked himself. He left the fire service when Argus Press M.D. Stephen Hall recognized his talent and pushed him to set up his own games development team and do work for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quicksilva"&gt;Quicksilva&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grandslam_Entertainment"&gt;Grandslam&lt;/a&gt; labels. Martin's first words to me were " Hi, I'm Martin! Bye the way, I've got a medical condition that makes me break wind a lot from both ends but it's not smelly so please don't be put off by it. So, you've done some 6502 coding…" and I knew were going to get on well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCio49jJxSI/AAAAAAAABC0/zc5iodshinc/s1600-h/paclandposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 250px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCio49jJxSI/AAAAAAAABC0/zc5iodshinc/s400/paclandposter.jpg" alt="Pac-Land poster" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199591466347382050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gannon Designs was based in a small industrial estate behind the ex-torpedo factory in Alexandria and, unlike the bigger developers, was just a little office and a single programming room. The building we were in was pretty anonymous looking, which was pretty sensible if you know the Vale of Leven area. If the local wildlife had got a sniff that the place was full of home computer kit, then we'd have been turned over quickly and regularly. With five of us and all the computer kit jammed into that one wee room along with a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pac-Land"&gt;Pac-Land&lt;/a&gt; arcade machine and a fancy coffee machine, so began my introduction to the world of games programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were definitely looking good. We had deals to do the Pac-Land and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hunt_for_Red_October_%28video_game%29"&gt;The Hunt For Red October&lt;/a&gt; conversions for the Commodore 64, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sinclair_ZX_Spectrum"&gt;Sinclair ZX Spectrum&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amstrad_cpc"&gt;Amstrad CPC&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MSX"&gt;Sony MSX&lt;/a&gt; systems. Martin was working on a game of his own design called The Tube, a sort of mixed-mode space shoot em up and also doing a fair bit of sub-contracting work for other development teams by writing customized, protected, fast tape-loaders for them. Our graphics designer Mick also got to design loads of game loading screens for these so if you ever see a wee lozenge with MD in it in the corner of a game loading screen from that era, then it was probably done by Mick and the loader would have been Martin's. I've never since seen anyone capable of hand-coding and patching raw machine code as fast as Martin could do it - the man was a genius with computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got put onto working on The Hunt For Red October even though we had no design yet. I dutifully read the book and got down to working out some of the physics involved in moving a sub through a 3-D environment while the rest of the team got on with trying to figure out Pac-Land. We had no support from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Namco"&gt;Namco&lt;/a&gt; other than a photocopied manual in Japanese so the guys just played the arcade machine over and over and over to get the graphics and levels mapped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCd1lNjJxJI/AAAAAAAABBs/L_odYrhqTAI/s400/thetube.png" alt="The Tube loading screen" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199253576975238290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never really got much further on The Hunt For Red October. Argus wanted The Tube completed and work on coding Pac-Land started so they gave The Hunt to another team to let us get on with the other games and I moved over to helping Martin on The Tube. The C64 didn't have any decent development or storage systems so we did our assembler coding on a BBC Master, which was linked up to a C64 via the parallel ports. We just squirted the assembled code over to the C64 for testing whenever we needed to and stored all the source and object files on BBC floppy disks. It was a very efficient way to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCd7E9jJxKI/AAAAAAAABB0/uHvlGB7_5h4/s1600-h/thetube3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 250px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCd7E9jJxKI/AAAAAAAABB0/uHvlGB7_5h4/s400/thetube3.png" alt="The Tube - Transfer Zone" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199259619994223778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The C64 was an amazing bit of hardware for the time, coming as it did with dedicated graphics and sound processors. Having a 6502-based processor meant it could only address 64K of memory, yes only 64k so think about in terms of what we're used to now. I mean, I walk around with a 4Gb pen drive in my pocket. Anyway, we had to fit all of the game code into a measly 64k as well as the levels, sound, graphics and sprite data in a single tape load. There were a few games, like Gauntlet, that loaded their levels from tape each time but the wait involved in doing that just wasn't acceptable for most people so we didn't consider it. The C64 mapped its 32K ROM-based OS and BASIC into memory at startup so that took up half the space right away but Commodore in their wisdom used a 6510 processor in the C64, which allowed us to switch that out, leaving the whole 64K of memory to play with. The only problem with that was that, with the OS off, there was no handy library of routines available and we had to do absolutely everything ourselves. Without the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MOS_Technology_VIC-II"&gt;VIC-II&lt;/a&gt; graphics and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MOS_Technology_SID"&gt;SID&lt;/a&gt; sound chips, we'd have been in serious trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCd7t9jJxLI/AAAAAAAABB8/Pm8rCShwW7Q/s1600-h/thetube4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 250px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i3VZ375y07g/SCd7t9jJxLI/AAAAAAAABB8/Pm8rCShwW7Q/s400/thetube4.png" alt="The Tube - Defence Mechanism Tunnel" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199260324368860338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for The Tube, as I said earlier it was something that Martin had designed himself. The idea was that there was this big tube out in space that sucked in ships and stripped them of cargo, etc. and your ship was next in line. It basically consisted of three levels - a first-person shooter, a sideways scroller and a t