2012: Rites of Passage, Transitions, A New Era

After quitting my job in April 2011 for a trek around the world – flying from Denver to L.A., visiting family, then off to Australia making new extended family, road trip around with new extended brother Bluey – Canberra, Snowy Mountains, Melbourne, the amazing Queensland and New South Wales coast, living in Brisbane becoming a tour guide and active crew – teaching the history of Captain Cook, scrubbing decks, sailing, climbing masts, and sailing around a portion of Australia on the historic HMB Endeavour replica. Flying back to America for a bodypainting shoot in Denver, just before flying off to England to help run the summer field school at Saveock, building a iron age roundhouse and excavating ritual offering pits, and searching for an iron age burial. Tarot reading and bodypainting at Three Wishes Faerie fest, and then flying back to America dead broke to assist the Irish in building the Dragon effigy at Burning Man: Rites of Passage. Little did I know this would be the start of a major Rites of Passage in my life for the year to come. A faint loss of hope at moving to Europe, I was prepared for a new life in Ashland to open a fairy shoppe and mermaid temple. However the Burn was much more transitional than i expected as i met my twin flame and lifemate. Enroute to dropping her off to the airport she invited me to move in with her in Ireland. So I tidied my affairs in America, and mysteriously found an additional refund check for my 401k in my Colorado P.O. box making the journey possible. I vended Faerieworlds and did side jobs to afford to go back to Ireland. Visited my mom and did some work for her only to see hint that she was getting alsheimers and questioning how much longer she’d be with us. Ireland was amazing and so was the relationship, as I soon found proposing to my love atop the Hill of Tara at the Stone of Destiny.

On a tourist visa, I hunted for work but without right to work, was handicapped and only able to work the magical communities doing tarot, body painting, and some revenue from my American business doing web design, online ads, and selling some photos.

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Chronicles: 08/16/12

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Chronicles: 08/16/12, a set on Flickr.

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Follow the Chronicles of Sir Thomas Rhymer Oisin Leaf McGowan on August 16, 2012 as he explores Loughcrew passage tomb’s rock art, and tromps in the rain atop the Hill of Uisneach in counties Meath and westmeath of Ireland. The tales will be published late September here: www.technogypsie.com/chronicles/?p=453. In the meantime, enjoy other tales and adventures at www.technogypsie.com/chronicles/ or travel tales at www.technogypsie.com/reviews/. Information about photos and use can be obtained at www.technogypsie.com/photography/

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07.06.12: VT – Norway

Chronicles of Sir Thomas Leaf: A Viking tale

Friday, 6 July 2012
Borre Viking Marked, Borre, Norway

A startled rising, Sir Thomas Leaf was up around 9′ish as Sir Rob Wildwood was knocking on the vardo’s door. The adventurers then packed up their gear, unplugged, and headed off to Borre, for the Borre Viking Marked. This was soon to be Sir Leaf’s virginal entrance to Viking culture as he would walk back into time amongst these warriors who shared bloodlines with him. The explorers made a pitstop along the way for some grub, which equated to some sausage and fries (which Sir Rob graciously treated the penniless bard to as they were well over 150 kronos each), then on to the Market. Down the road to the seaside marina, just past the Viking museum, Our delvers pulled into a small parking lot as the bustle of Viking merchants were running around gathering up their gear to bring to Market. Sir Rob was able to find an ideal spot for his caravan, close to the gate, though had a hard time finding where to check-in with the village guardians. First stop was over to Sir Rob’s tribe who had an “Invite” for Sir Leaf’s presence at the market as well as for the Saturday feast. Sir Leaf then settled into a place to lay his blanket in order to do bodypainting Viking style .. Beautiful shaded forested park at the foot of some Viking burial mounds was the setting for this festival. The ‘plastic’ tent camping area was out of the village just near the mounds, so Sir Leaf settled himself in Sir Rob’s loaner tent, and started making up his painting palette in seashells as paint holders and sticking with traditional colors based on Woad, madder, indigo, onion, charcoal, clay, etc. based on his research of Viking era paints. The Color spectrum the best he could deduce in Viking times was essentially red, yellow, grey, white, black, blue, green, and purple. He made up leather wrapped paint brushes that were more “period” looking. Sir Rob Wildwood lent the penniless artisan a tunic, patched pants, and leather shoes (which strongly reminded Sir Leaf of Native American moccasins), and a claw tooth knecklace with a Thor’s hammer in its middle. One thing Sir Leaf noticed immediately with the drumming in the village, chanting, tents, clothing, style, etc. was that “Viking Culture” looked almost identical to Northern/Northeastern Native American culture. He was quite shocked. He had always heard of the similarities, but that idea and imagery never really sunk in until now.

With no kronos, The adventurers headed off to the town centre to get some currency exchanged so Sir Rob would have some buying power and Sir Leaf some change to give to his customers. Currency exchange was expensive (or seemed as such), as he only got 59 krones for 15 Euro. That was all he had to my name at the moment, so exchanged it as would need to give some change while face painting he thought. Back to the festival, all in Viking gear and dress, Sir Leaf wandered with Sir Rob into the village market, and Sir Rob settled him into his place to vend next to his friend’s tent. Sir Rob found Sir Leaf a great log upon which to draw a sign on, and got him the translation in Norwegian for face painting, runes (runer), and bodypainting. Sir Leaf Basically charged 20 krona for simple runes on the cheek or hand, 50 krones for face painting or designs, and 150+ for body painting. Absolutely no bodypainting requests all weekend (could only gather that was because Norway was too cold (even for mid-summer), Norwegians were too conservative of a culture to undress for fashion and the event today was too rainy was Sir Leaf’s thoughts). The weather relatively bounced from overcast to sunny with light rain showers (misting) during the day on into eve. The skies never turned dark so Sir Leaf wound up vending to almost 9 pm as the market was open very late. Sir Leaf made roughly 620 krones for the day. His clients were primarily kids wanting face painting or runes, especially as the public came in and made their requests for their kids. Sir Leaf did paint A couple of adults who ventured over. He tried sticking to Viking designs and runes, though a few in the course of the weekend wanted tigers, cats, and butterflies as they are popular requests in the modern world. No one really knows fully the designs the Vikings used as we barely know what paints/dyes they used on the skin – we just know they used face/body paint for ritual, ceremony, and warfare. Archaeologically they have found some dyes such as madder and woad that are assumed to be the dyes used for the skin, but no one knows for sure. The assumption is they would have used their typical designs and symbols for that painting. Sir Leaf tried to stick as close as possible to the archaeological hypotheses that exist out there in this realm of Viking culture.

With the water so nearby, Sir Leaf was incredibly tempted with the desire to go for a swim. Even with the rains, he was savoring the idea of jumping into the Fjord … as many others were swimming. However, after feeling the water temperature with his hand, even though it wasn’t too bad it was still very cold, and since this is a “family event” whilst nudity is not so commonplace, he did not have his suit on, and the birthday suit wasn’t a swimming “suit” option. Sir Leaf prefers to swim in his birthday suit. “Hmmmpppfff … . blah on conservativism. Conservatism and one mainstream’s sub-cultural lens of what is decent or indecent is an infection that devastates the “morale” of the world” Sir leaf thought to himself.

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Sir Leaf scored some cheap good gourmet soup from the shop in England, so later that evening Sir Rob blessed him with the favor of the use of his vardo’s stove so he could heat it up for dinner. Always wonderful to have a hot dinner Sir leaf believed. After dinner, the delvers headed off to find some of Sir Rob’s tribe and clans to go socialize with. They were blessed with good company, yummy honey mead from Poland, honey flavored vodka from Russia, and whisky shots that were passed around accompanying interesting conversations. Lots of conversation about trolls, gnomes, Icelandic elves, and Viking boats. Sir Leaf met one of Rob’s friends who had sailed before and discussed with him the Viking Project of Pirate Relief. Sir Leaf was really impressed with the simplicity and style of the “A” frame tents that the Vikings used … definitely wanting one in the near future. They are held together with pegs and boards for the frame, straw mats for floors, beds that pegged together too for a beautiful sleeping cabin. Festivity around the fire and table as the rain began to pour down from the skies. As others started to wander off to sleep as the rains came down pretty heavily, Sir Leaf and Sir Rob went off to their sleeping areas – Sir Rob to his vardo, Sir Leaf to his tent, tromping and slipping in the mud with the leather moccasins adorning his feet. Slugs galore and an anthill upon which his tent rested … it was a tricky night to keep the critters out of the tent, but somehow miraculously he was successful. A good night sleep at the base of the burial mounds with not a single haunting visit from any Viking ghost. Though Sir Leaf had wished the spirits of which would have visited him in at least in his dream sleep …

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07.05.12: VT – Denmark

Chronicles of Sir Thomas Leaf: A Viking tale

Thursday, 5 July 2012
Aboard the Sirena: Harwich, England to Esbjerg, Denmark
Esbjerg, Denmark

Sir Thomas Leaf arose rather early that morning as allergies and sheer exhaustion had consumed his rest last night, a formula that never ceases to turn him into a snoring Viking dragon. He slipped out of the cabin in the early morn, trying to be silent as possible while Sir Robin Wildwood caught some z’s. Taking his provisions with him, he made his way up to the Columbus Lounge to make his breakfast of cream cheese / salmon muffins mini savoury eggs, and Lucazade. The ship steward however, was not happy with Sir Leaf, as apparently “no outside food nor drink” was allowed in the lounge. (Exactly where do they expect their passengers to snack on their own provisions outside of their room on this ship was definitely on Sir Leaf’s mind) Luckily though, before getting caught, Sir Leaf had finished his meal. He cruised over the World Wide Web on the extremely slow wifi connection the ship’s satellite was streaming to investigate his travels ahead and to write about the past trips. 18 hours aboard the Sirena, he was able to get a bit of work completed, slow internet or not. Sir Rob joined him in the lounge after a few hours and before they knew it, as 1 pm clocked around, Sir Leaf rushed down to the cabin for a quick shower, packing his gear up, and the explorers were off on their journey. Disembarking into Esbjerg, Denmark for Sir Thomas Leaf’s first time ever in Denmark. Sir Thomas found this trekk across Denmark to be very flat and boring, minus a few burial mounds in the fields, appearing quite similar to the countryside of farmland Germany or any other atypical European agricultural area. Sir Thomas did notate though, that oddly, most properties did not have fences bordering the property nor much livestock either. He pondered what the hiking / trespass (if any) rules were for this country.

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Sir Thomas Leaf was able to reach Lady Sanne to whom he had the previous pleasure of sailing with aboard the HMB Endeavour last summer and snorkeling in the Great Barrier Reef while Down Under. They arranged a meet up as she worked for a large windmill producer who’se headquarters was along the same stretch of roadway that the adventurers would be passing. A small shipping port town called “Randers”, that reminded Sir Leaf of some of the landscape of Holland. They pulled into the visitor park, awaited Lady Sanne, and had a grand reunion when she got off work. She took the explorers down to the Rander’s Sailing Club Marina café overlooking the boats, and treated the weary travellers to drinks and dinner. Sir Leaf was famished and was treated to a wonderful local fish dish he found quite savory and delicious. After dinner it was time to hit the road, sweet farewells were found, and onwards the delvers drove off in the caravan to Hirtshals where they were to catch the Colorlines Ferry from Hirtshals, Denmark to Sandefjord, Norway.

About 2 hours later, they were piled into a very extremely large parking lot / ferry waiting zone which was the size of a few football fields, for a lengthy wait to drive on to the boat. Kids at play riding their bikes, people socializing and drinking, bird shit coating a protective layer over all the concrete obviously not cleaned for years was the panorama. The Colorlines ferry was massive, so it took some time to load up, then a race upwards from where the car deck the duo set off to find a seat (hopefully with a power socket) and somewhere Sir Rob could stretch out and sleep. Sir Rob found a sleeping couch, Sir Leaf only found a chair and no socket, so he was not very happy for it was hot and noisy, very bothersome to him. Sir Leaf took a walk around the ship and found that the outside deck was abandoned with a nice bench and decided to camp out there for a bit while watching “Past Life” episodes until his laptop died. Some drunks moved to the bench he was sitting on and started getting rowdy and breaking bottles. That was Sir Leaf’s cue to head back into the ship. Sir Rob was passed out, not tired Sir Leaf just sat down and read a book on Tolkien’s theory of “Faerie” which he found to be a excellent read. The explorers arrived into Sandefjord, Norway around 1 am. Sir Leaf’s first impression was that it reminded him alot of Alaska, especially since the skies were lit up and was like daylight even from 1-3 am and the landscape very green and very forested. It felt like home to him.

Prices however in Denmark and Norway were not like home, very very expensive … a burger and chips about 160 kronos (ca. 24 Euro), Coca Cola about 89 kronos, so penniless Sir Leaf was shocked and concerned. He was in for a tough journey for sure. The adventurers arrived at the Motor Hotel where Sir Rob booked himself a room, while Sir Leaf stealthily closed the curtains and slept in the van while Rob headed up to his room. Exhausted, Sir Leaf was finally able to fall asleep ….

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07.04.12: Yorkshire & the Sirena (A Viking Tale)

Chronicles of Sir Thomas Leaf: A Viking tale


Bradford, England * City Park

4th July 2012
* Holyhead, Wales to Bradford, England *

Sleeping on the bus, Sir Thomas Leaf had intriguing dreams of prophecies about Ragnarok. It was only a couple of years ago that Sir Leaf was introduced to the concept of “Ragnarok” while visiting the Dublinia Viking Museum. He was a bit disturbed by the twisted imagery of darkness and doom in his dreamtime when all he was doing was riding a bus. That and dreams of “secret elf business” haunted his mind. “Why these dreams” he pondered. Half asleep, he watched the bus trek through Manchester and on to Leeds. Fun sleep deprived memories of “Manchester” when he and Lady Moe went there earlier this year to audition for “Dragon’s Den”. As the carriage approached Bradford, a sense of “full circle” completion was felt by Sir Leaf. It was a full circle for many of Sir Thomas Leaf’s quests. Bradford was the site from which Sir Thomas Leaf’s adventures began and the blog tales unfolded beginning with the Tales of LotR: Lady of the Rhine. It was from that adventure in 2005 that Sir Leaf has travelled to Europe every year, without missing a single year, and with Europe becoming his second home. As Sir Leaf was dropped off at the Bradford Exchange, he stumbled off the bus with luggage in tow, at 6:30 am, into the then just brightening streets in search of a good chai and finding somewhere to get some British pounds. As he is on this journey very much a penniless bard, he only had a few Euros to change over, making him even more penniless once the currency exchange got through with him. But good blessings that he had some credit on his Starbucks card. He asked the guy at the nearest news stand where a Starbucks was located, with the guy stating he didn’t know, but that there was a Costa coffee atop the hill (there happened to be a Starbucks just behind his news stand). With dragging luggage behind, Sir Leaf trekked up the hill to only find out that this particular “Costa” did not have free wifi, but they directed him to the Starbucks back down the hill. “Ridiculous” Sir Thomas Leaf felt. Even more ridiculous he found was that the Starbucks in the square wasn’t open until 7:30 am. Luckily though, the rain clouds were at bay, stone benches out in the park in front, and the free wifi signal accessible outside the front. So onto wifi Sir Leaf travelled catching up with friends and family on Facebook. Oddly though he saw that his brother the mad Docteur Mangor had posted an exquisite tale about Ragnarok (oddly syncronistic with his dreams last night) that drew him deeper into the Viking myths of the wars between the Gods ….

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As soon as the Starbucks opened its doors, Sir Thomas Leaf was in through the doors with a Chai Creme Frappacino (his favorite drink) on his mind. But a standup advertisement for the “Mocha Cookie Crumble” caught his attention and he decided to wander outside his comfort zone for a change in flavor sensations. “Yummy” he thought to himself. With a Frappacino and wifi, he was pretty much in ecstasy as one could be at 7:30 am with little sleep, getting blogs and job applications done until Sir Rob Wildwood arrived in his vardo. Sir Rob arrived an hour earlier than expected, so the duet of explorers were off on their journey sooner than originally planned, onwards towards the ferry terminal at Harwich. During the drive, Sir Leaf practiced sketching out Viking symbols and runes for body painting experiments at the festival. They pit stopped for a quick breakfast along the way at the “Little Chef” and then another stop-off for an ice cream from a petrol station. As they pulled into Harwich, on to a Morrison’s grocery store to grab provision for the journey, as food was much more affordable in Britain then Denmark and Norway.

With very little to no extra budget for food, Sir Thomas Leaf quickly raided the reduced/clearance section of the store scoring enough savings that he could muster out a 3 litre bottle of Cider atop a bunch of food for the festival.
From the shoppe, they made their way to the ferry terminal to board the Sirena. Check in was swift … but the line up took its time. The delvers took the Sirena’s Harwich to Esbjerg route. Onwards to their cabin, carrying the gear and supplies they’d need for the next 18 hours of passage across the sea, they unwound and relaxed in their bunks. Sir Leaf had takeaway duck egg rolls with salmon/cream cheese on muffins for dinner. He wandered atop the ship for a breathe of fresh sea air. Wandering down into the Columbus lounge he quickly discovered the ship had free wifi. Hard at work then, he went to finish his blogs about Oisin’s grave and the Tiveragh Fairy Hill. Sir Thomas Leaf was really fatigued without much sleep on the bus/ferry to Bradford, so he headed down into the cabin early and watched the most recent shows of True Blood and Teen Wolf. He began passing out to them, and Sir Rob caught his snoring. Just before bed, Sir Leaf investigated this new “anti-snoring” horrible tasting throat foam that was supposed to cut the edge of snoring, which Sir Leaf suffers from when drinking, coming off sleep deprivation, or having allergies. As this was the first time that Sir Leaf and Sir Rob would be sharing sleeping quarters, Sir Leaf was mindful to attempt to prevent any snoring from happening … unfortunately it failed. A good rest was still had by both.


Harwich, England – port view from the Sirena

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07.03.12: Vikings?

Chronicles of Sir Thomas Leaf: A Viking tale

3rd July 2012
Dublin, Ireland to Holyhead, Wales

It is time for Sir Thomas Leaf to embrace the Vikings and seek the knowledge of their ways. His adventuring partner Sir Rob Wildwood offered Sir Thomas Leaf a chance to experience what life was like in the Viking Era with an Epic adventure to Norway. Before beginning this “Viking Tale” … alot had to be prepared as he would be donning viking garb, learning Viking ways, eating / drinking / and sleeping in a Viking village. He also had to take his bodypainting expertise back to its origins, and learn what colors the vikings would have used and what dyes were accessible. He also had to study the Runes, symbology, and designs of this particular time period. His good Elven friend Sir Rob would be taking him under his wing, into his vardo, and onto ships for a 3 day journey sailing off to Norway for the Borre Viking Marked. Even though in general, Sir Thomas Leaf loses interest in the history of the world after the start of the Common Era, he completely gets bored after the Medieval Period. He however always has been fascinated with the Vikings, albeit not in the know about them outside of what he’s learned at the Dublinia Museum. In fact, many of his comrades always state that Sir Leaf looks quite “Viking” and sometimes many mistake his nature name of “Leaf” for the Viking spelling of “Leif”.

Packing up foodstuffs, his tent, sleeping bag, clothes, and paints together, he finished his luggage with a large roller duffelbag, small day backpack, and his satchel. He was ready to set off on this “penniless” voyage once again in company of Sir Rob Wildwood’s good will of being taken on an adventure he’ll never forget. Sir Rob Wildwood simply told him “Get your Ass to England with a week’s worth of food and you’re covered”. So here Sir Thomas Leaf sets off for a new country and a new experience. A days worth of domestic errands lay before Sir Leaf as he slowly got everything in order for travels while fighting Dublin’s soaking rain. Last minute job applications and print-out of Viking designs consumed much of his afternoon. Sweet farewells to his love Etain, knowing the future is nice that voyages such as this can be done in so much shorter time than the months to years voyages of this magnitude would have taken Viking age explorers departing from their loves for some adventuring.

On to the Busaras to catch the Bus to the ferry terminal and onto the Ulysses. Sir Thomas Leaf found the ferry ride to be pleasant. In dire need of power for his laptop, he inquired from the on-ship merchant if there was an adapter available, and as luck struck it were on sale for 70% off. He then plugged in his laptop for an evening of writing, blogging, and job hunting.

The journey across the Irish Sea went smooth sailing with no delays and in comfort and speed. As the ferry entered into Holyhead across and into Wales customs, it was pouring down rain, with a touch of cold chill. As Sir Thomas Leaf walked into the customs call he was immediately asked for his identification. The first agent questioned him with his US passport as to when he first entered the United Kingdom and how long he was staying. Sir Leaf mentioned he was an Irish resident, and after that was waved on through. Then another elderly agent pulled him aside asking if he’d ever been to the UK before, and if so, had he ever had problems with customs before. Sir Leaf said “yes he has been to the UK, no he has never had problems with customs anywhere. He was a Irish resident”. He then asked the agent if he’d like to see his residency card. The agent said “no worries, go on” and waved him on through. The passengers then switched buses, dragging their luggage out into the rain, and aboard onwards to Leeds / Bradford. After Liverpool, the bus stopped for 45 minutes break, and luckily did not force the passengers off (like it usually do), so Sir Leaf got to get more sleep and rest.

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    In its 7th year … The Chronicles of Sir Thomas Leaf are back … The Great Walkabout Down under and Sailing the Seven Seas will be on hold in its completion for the time being due to funding & time it takes to process the photos, write, and design the pages – these tales should resume back in production come August 2012. Meanwhile, we are focusing on current journeys of Sir Thomas Leaf … hopefully (funding dependent) … live … day to day … If you’d like to see this happen, NOW is the time to pledge support or send in your donations as Sir Thomas will be journeying on the tightest shoestring he has yet travelled on … A $5 donation will buy him a chai where he can get online and weave you a tale with photos … otherwise, you’ll have to wait as fate allows publishing … But we digress … Lets begin … the Chronicles of Sir Thomas Rhymer … and a Viking Tale … This is to replace the failed funding project of the Pirates which couldn’t happen like we wanted it to so is being replaced by this adventure, which will ‘eventually’ be turned into a book …

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06.11.12: LOF ~ The Qabbalah & York


Town Gate, York, Yorkshire

11th of June 2012 ~ Part II
* York, Yorkshire, United Kingdom *

A pleasant and warm drive through Wales, slowly past the mountains and up the coast a chill covered the outside air. Entering York, Sir Rob Wildwood pointed out some sites to Sir Thomas Leaf as they entered the city of York. In the older days, this was a Roman settlement later taken over by Vikings as a center of trade, commerce, and exploration. The adventurers, travel weary, arrived at Sir Rob’s castle. After unloading bags at Sir Rob’s, the duo were uplifted with a second wind of energy reading to venture into the walled city. A local Pagan moot was happening with a caste of wizards, witches, shamans, and ceremonial magicians hosting a introductory class on the Qaballah atop the haunted Black Swan Pub. Along the walk, Sir Rob illuminated Sir Thomas Leaf with some of the more mysterious and haunting spots of York including some pubs, inns, and areas. Ghost walks aplenty line these very streets on weekend nights. Just next to the Black Swan were more excavations uncovering more of York’s Viking past. Sir Rob treated Sir Leaf to a cider as they headed up the haunted stairwell of the Black Swan into the Folk Club’s room where a slide projector and a introductory lecture awaited. Afterwards, a bit more wandering through the city, back to the Rob’s castle, a good night’s rest was had.

[ Chronicles: Jorvik and the Vikings ]

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06.11.12: Across the Irish Sea

11th of June 2012 ~ Part I
* Dublin/Dun Laoghaire, Ireland – Holyhead, Wales *

Intrigued by weird dreams of gates opening between the worlds of humans and fae in a “Lord of the Rings” style backdrop mish-mashed with Ragnarok apocalyptic stories of Thor and Loki … Sir Thomas Leaf stumbled out of bed dazed and confused snapping from bizarre dreamscapes to the chirping of his cell phone with a message from Sir Rob Wildwood that he was soon on his way over. The travel began this early morn as Sir Thomas Leaf grabbed his pack filled with his tent, tarp, sleeping roll, costumes, paints, tarot cards, and gear as he awaited the vardo of Sir Rob Wildwood as they headed off to the ferry from Dublin to Hollyhead. A little turned around, they were soon on the M-5 down to Dun Laoghaire. A short drive from Dublin to the Terminal at dun laoghaire … they hung out in the waiting line with no customs or border checks. It was the super-fast ferry from Dublin to Hollyhead with a run time of 2.5 hours … and swift they sailed across the Irish sea. As the waves past by … they were soon ashore … again with a short departure off the ferry, with no need to stop in through Welsh customs. On the roadway, they were off for York. A new country and landscape as the duo of delvers began to trek across the United Kingdom. A pleasant and warm drive through Wales, through the area of the walled defense cities of Conwy, and slowly past the mountains and up the coast whilst a chill covered the outside air. A few hour drive to York the explorers were on their way …


Near Conwy, Wales

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[ Chronicles: The Qabbalah and York ]

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06.10.12: Irish Pirates, Mayhem in Cornwall, & A Castle Sieze …

    In its 7th year … The Chronicles of Sir Thomas Leaf are back … The Great Walkabout Down under and Sailing the Seven Seas will be on hold in its completion for the time being due to funding & time it takes to process the photos, write, and design the pages – these tales should resume back in production come May 2012. Meanwhile, we plan to post the current journey of Sir Thomas Leaf as he returns to Cornwall to the Land of the Fae … hopefully (funding dependent) … live … day to day … If you’d like to see this happen, NOW is the time to pledge support or send in your donations as Sir Thomas will be journeying on the tightest shoestring he has yet travelled on … A $5 donation will buy him a chai where he can get online and weave you a tale with photos … otherwise, you’ll have to wait as fate allows publishing … But we digress … Lets begin … the Chronicles of Sir Thomas Rhymer … and the Quest to the Land of the Fae … This is to replace the failed funding project of the Pirates which couldn’t happen like we wanted it to so is being replaced by this adventure, which will ‘eventually’ be turned into a book …

10th of June 2012
* Dublin, Ireland – the United Kingdom *

It has been a whirlwind of our adventurer Sir Thomas Rhymer Oisin Leaf McGowan as you followed him on several treks around Europe with the Lady of the Rhine, Exploits in North America at Faerieworlds, Burning Man, and the City of Lost Angels, and then recently Down Under with Sailing the Seven Seas … many of which tales are still being weaved and told around bardic circles … slowly making their way to this e-Chronicles … Sir Thomas Leaf upon his return from Down Under and sailing aboard the HMB Endeavour, made his way to Cornwall last year for excavating the Witchcraft Offering Pits, and then in helping slay the Irish Dragon at Burning Man, met his twin flame … and was lost in a whirlwind of love as he moved across the Great Pond to Dublin, Ireland …. the Love tale of Oisin & Etain. But we digress, the current tale in now set afoot …

Earlier this summer you may have remembered the ploy of Irish Pirates invading England for Mayhem and then returning to Ireland to Seize a Castle? It did happen, but not as it was originally choreographed due to the lack of Booty. For those who don’t know as we were in a vow of secrecy, but Captain Thomas Leaf had embarked upon a ploy to obtain none-other than the Black Pearl for Pirate Relief. He had auditioned for and was invited to air on The Dragon’s Den to face the Dragons to gain their booty to capture the ship. Alas, the act was squashed mainly by funding to get the Pirates to Manchester. An alternative ploy was launched on Kickstarter, to continue the raid … but this time taking on Charleville Castle during Shakefest. The feat was achieved, the Castle seized, A Faerie Glen explored, and a Madhatter’s Tea Party with much mayhem was had. But what about the exploits to Cornwall? Well, crew-less, but in company of fellow explorers, has set launch as we speak for Mayhem in Cornwall … into the Land of the Fae, Pirates, and Vikings. A tale with no plan and weaved as the fates and Oracles direct.

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The travel begins this very evening as Sir Thomas Leaf packs up his tent, tarp, sleeping roll, costumes, paints, tarot cards, and gear in anticipation of the arrival tomorrow of Sir Robin Wildwood who would be taking him along for a journey of epic adventure to the Viking port of Jorvik, on to Cornwall to dance with the faeries, and on to Stonhenge for the Summer Solstice celebrations. A good night’s rest was had with intriguing dreams of prophecy to fulfill …

[ Chronicles: Across the Irish Sea ]

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05.03.11: Brisbane Lights

 

 

Travels Down Under:
Brisbane Lights …

Tuesday, May 3, 2011
* Brisbane, Queensland, Australia *

A pleasant sleep in his own make-shift room at his fellow Burner’s Lady Carol’s home, Sir Thomas Leaf awoke early for his shift as tour guide aboard the HMB Endeavour. Morning was busy as hustle/bustle in the city was teeming with activity as Lady Carol offered Sir Thomas a faithful steed (mountain bike) to commute into work on. Brisk fresh winter in the tropics bicycle ride across the Victoria bridge, on into the metropolis, down the Queen Street Mall, and over to the tall ship of Captain Cook’s. Checking in with the other guides, Sir Thomas donned his vest, had a cup o’ tea, and was out to meet the masses of school children excited to board Captain Cook’s vessel and learn about the discovery of Terra Incognita. Not much of a break as he speedily scarfed down some raw fish at the sushi bar across the way on a 15 minute break for lunch before greeting tourists once again for their history lesson of high seas adventures. His relief never rotated in the morning, so it was non-stop activity, a late and reduced lunch, with non-stop on the feet activity all day long. After a good day’s work, Sir Thomas admired the river and watched as a Pelican landed near the docks searching for fish. That evening the city of Brisbane was sparkling and calm with a sense of royal prestige as he rode his steed back down Queen’s street across Victoria bridge, and over to his host’s homestead. The lit up ferris wheel from South Banks parklands was a beautiful site to behold. At the homestead, he enjoyed a movie with the family and some socializing. Good times … Good times.

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[ Chronicles: Fish Dinners ]

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