Showing posts with label Broadstairs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Broadstairs. Show all posts

Tuesday 27 February 2024

Skulferatu #114 - Botany Bay, Broadstairs, Kent

 

Some days all you really want is a good beach.  Today was one of those days.  With an egg sandwich and a bottle of water in my bag, I walked along to Botany Bay near Broadstairs.  Not to be confused with Botany Bay in Australia, the landing place of Captain Cook.

 

A photo showing a bay shaped beach (Botany Bay) with groups of people sunbathing on it.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
View over Botany Bay

 

A photo showing an overgrown area with a white and yellow sign sticking out of it.  In the top white area are an exclamation mark in a blue circle and another exclamation mark in a yellow triangle.  In the bottom yellow part are the words - KEEP OUT – Unstable Cliff Edge.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
KEEP OUT – Unstable Cliff Edge

 

Walking down on to the golden sands, I left my shoes behind and went for a paddle around the many rock pools.  As I usually do when I’m here, I had a scout around for fossils, as this is an area renowned for its fossils.  I didn’t find any, though did find a rather ergonomic light sort of stone that fitted in the grasp of my hand like it had been specifically designed for that purpose.  It went in my pocket.

 

Back on the beach the white cliffs towered above me, while just along from me were two chalk stacks where an endless array of scantily clad people posed for selfies. 

 

A picture showing bucket type sandcastles on a sandy beach with the sea in the background.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Sandcastles on the beach at Botany Bay

 

A photo showing a tall chalk stack on a beachy area with a white chalk cliff a few metres away from it.  A woman in pink in walking along the sand between the stack and the cliff.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Chalk stack at Botany Bay

 

I ate my egg sandwich, drank my water, and pondered on the fact that a couple of hundred years ago, rather than being a tourist spot for sunbathers and fossil hunters, Botany Bay, like many of the bays around this area of Kent, was notorious for smugglers.  One of the most famous of these was Joss Snelling, who led the Callis Court Gang.  On a cold winter morning in 1769, Joss and his gang were down on the beach at Botany Bay.  There, boatmen had delivered a load of illegally imported wine, brandy, schnapps, and tea.  The gang were just loading it onto carts when they were ambushed by a party of Excise Men.  A bloody battle between the two groups then took place, leaving most of the gang either captured or dead, one of the Excise Men dead, and several of them seriously injured.  Snelling and a couple of his men escaped and though suspected of being members of the gang, were not prosecuted.  Within a few months Snelling was back smuggling and had quickly replaced his lost gang members with new recruits.  

 

Snelling carried on his smuggling activities until he was an old man.  At the age of 89, he and a friend were prosecuted after Excise Men found them on Kingsgate beach by a load of kegs of brandy and rum.  In court Snelling and his friend both stated that they were not involved in smuggling, but rather had found the kegs on the beach while out walking and decided to take them. As there was no evidence of them being involved in smuggling, they were both instead fined for possessing illegally imported goods.   

 

Snelling went on to live to the grand old age of 96 and had achieved such notoriety that in 1829 he was introduced to the future Queen Victoria as ‘the famous Broadstairs smuggler.’

 

A photo of a chalk stack on the beach at Botany Bay.  A shallow sea cave area can be seen in it.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Chalk Stack at Botany Bay

 

Another view of the chalk stack on the beach at Botany Bay.  A shallow sea cave area can be seen in it. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Chalk Stack at Botany Bay

 

A view of the white chalk cliff with a stubby angular chalk stack standing next to it.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Chalk Stack at Botany Bay

 

A photo showing the letters J F carved into the white chalk of the cliff.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Graffiti in the chalk cliffs

 

In the heat of the afternoon sun, I went for another quick paddle and a wander.  Looking around the chalk of the cliffs and the stacks I found lots of graffiti carved into them.   I didn’t remember there being so much last time I visited, and in my memory the cliffs were almost a pure, virginal white.  But hey, memory plays tricks, and it was quite a while since I last visited.

 

As the beach became busier, I decided it was time to make my way home.  Before departing, I left a Skulferatu in a skull and crossbones that someone had carved into the chalk.  

 

A photo showing a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 114) being held up with the chalk stack on Botany Bay in the background.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #114

 

A photo showing a primitive looking skull and crossbones carved into the white chalk cliffs at Botany Bay.  The chalk around it is dirty and dark.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skull and crossbones carved into the chalk cliffs

 

A photo showing a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 114) sitting in the eye of the skull carved into the chalk cliff.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #114 in the eye of the skull

 

A close-up photo showing a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 114) sitting in the eye of the carved skull and crossbones.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #114 in the eye of the skull

 

TomTom Map showing the location of Skulferatu #114
Map showing the location of Skulferatu #114

 

The coordinates for the location of the Skulferatu are –

 

Latitude 51.388732

Longitude 1.436268

 

what3words: gosh.discouraged.client

 

I used the following sources for information on Botany Bay –

 

East Kent Times and Mail - Wednesday 19 March 1969
 
Isle of Thanet Gazette - Friday 13 February 1998

Tuesday 6 February 2024

Skulferatu #113 - Arx Ruochim (Neptune's Tower), Kingsgate, Broadstairs, Thanet, Kent

 

On a day so hot that it felt as if stone may melt, rather than staying somewhere cool and with a bit of shade, I went for a wander along the clifftop walk between Broadstairs and Margate.  On the road approaching the Captain Digby pub, I saw the old, familiar landmark in the distance of what looks like a fort, sitting almost on the cliff edge at Kingsgate.  I took a slug of lukewarm water from my water bottle, poured some over my head to cool down my sweaty body and marched on.

 

A photo of a low stone building sitting on a white, chalk cliff.  At the lower right side of the cliff is an arch worn into the cliff by the sea.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
The low walls of Arx Ruochim by the cliff edge at Kingsgate

 

A photo of a low stone building (Arx Ruochim) sitting in a grassy area on top of a white, chalk cliff.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Arx Ruochim by the cliff edge at Kingsgate

 

On reaching the fort, I had a quick look round to make sure no one was looking and clambered quickly through one of the windows.  Unfortunately, the fort, or should I say folly, sits on the edge of a golf course and is therefore on private land.  I had a quick peak around to check there was no one stupid enough to be golfing in this heat, there wasn’t, and so it was time for a look around.

 

A photo showing a low stone, castle like structure sitting in a fenced off grassy area with a footpath running past on the right-hand side.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Arx Ruochim viewed from the footpath

 

A view of the Arx Ruochim folly showing one of the turret type structures covered in ivy.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
A view of Arx Ruochim

 

A closer view of the ivy coloured turret of Arx Ruochim.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
A view of Arx Ruochim

 

The folly, or Arx Ruochim, to give it its official title was built under the instruction of the rather eccentric nobleman, Henry Fox, Lord Holland, in around 1760.  It was built to be similar in appearance to the castles built along the Kentish coast by Henry VIII, as in it had four bastions and a tower in the central courtyard.

 

Arx Ruochim supposedly sits on the site of an ancient tower built in the time of King Vortigern (King of the Britons), in around AD 448.  According to the ‘Picturesque Companion to the Isle of Thanet, Dover, Canterbury, and Parts Adjacent’, the name Arx Ruochim derives from Innis Ruochim, meaning Roman’s Isle, in the ‘old British language.’  How true any of this is, I really have no idea.

 

A sketch showing the Arx Ruochim folly with a tall tower standing in the middle of it.
Arx Ruochim - At Kingsgate in the Isle of Thanet.  1780. 
From the British Library

 

An engraving of the Arx Ruochim folly.  The tower in the middle is cracked down one side.  Two people stand looking up at the folly while a few sheep graze nearby.
Arx Ruochim by George Bonner

 

The tower in the courtyard of the folly could be used as a look out post, and it was used for this purpose as late as the 1940s, when members of the Royal Observer Corps were based there during the Second World War.  In the 1970s the tower was demolished. 

 

Various uses have been put forward for Arx Ruochim.  In 1936, permission was sought from the council by Charles Richards to turn it into a house.  I assume this idea must have been rejected, given that it is not now a house.  In 1975, the Thanet Amateur Astronomers proposed to convert the building into an observatory and their headquarters, as it is in an isolated spot away from street lighting.  Again, this never happened, and it was left to be what it had always been, an oddity sitting on the cliffs at Kingsgate.

 

Wandering around inside the folly, I found there wasn’t much there now, other than dog poo and a couple of discarded plastic bottles that had once contained some cheap cider.  There was a circle of stone in the centre where the tower had once stood and the walls inside were of the same sharp flint as the walls on the outside. 

 

A view over a wooden fence and a wildflower field to the Arx Ruochim folly.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Arx Ruochim – wildflower view

 

A view showing an arched window in the stone walls of the Arx Ruochim folly.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Through the window

 

A view of the Arx Ruochim folly showing some well-manicured green grass in front of the building.  The entrance door to the folly and a window at each side can be seen.Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Arx Ruochim from the golf course

 

A view from inside the Arx Ruochim folly showing a circular stone base where the tower once stood.  In the background the door of the folly gives a view out onto a grassy area.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
In the centre of Arx Ruochim, where the tower once stood

 

I left a Skulferatu in a nicely curved gap of cement and flint.  Then, spying some fat, red faced golfers puffing there way along the course in the insane afternoon heat, I clambered back out of the window and left.

 

A photo showing a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu #113) being held up with the interior walls of Arx Ruochim in the background.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #113

 

A photo showing a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu #113) in the lumpy bumpy interior walls of flint and cement that make up Arx Ruochim.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #113 in a nicely curved gap of cement and flint

 

A photo showing a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu #113) in the lumpy bumpy interior walls of flint and cement that make up Arx Ruochim.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #113 in a nicely curved gap of cement and flint

 

TomTom Map showing the location of Skulferatu #113
Map showing the location of Skulferatu #113

 

The coordinates for the location of the Skulferatu are –

 

Latitude 51.387088

Longitude 1.441109

 

what3words: motel.overnight.snow

 

I used the following sources for information on Arx Ruochim –

 

The Picturesque Companion to the Isle of Thanet, Dover, Canterbury, and Parts Adjacent
1851

 

The Queen - Saturday 14 January 1893

 

Thanet Advertiser - Friday 09 October 1936

 

East Kent Times and Mail - Wednesday 23 April 1975

 

Historic England

 

 

Tuesday 9 January 2024

Skulferatu #111 - Crampton Tower, Broadstairs, Kent


Crampton Tower in Broadstairs sits just across from the railway stationLooking like the remains of a tower castle, this flint building was originally built in 1859 as part of Broadstairs public water supply. Water was pumped to the Tower from a well at its base, and this was supplemented from a small reservoir housed in a small dome shaped building close by

 

A photo of an old-fashioned looking tower with a turret (Crampton Tower).  There are cars parked around it and to the right-hand side is a newer looking single storey building.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Crampton Tower, Broadstairs

 

A photo looking down a road with an old-fashioned looking tower with a turret (Crampton Tower) on the right-hand side and the leafy branches of a tree on the left.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Crampton Tower, Broadstairs

 

The Tower was designed by Thomas Crampton, a Victorian engineer who mainly designed railways and locomotives, but was also responsible for the laying of the first effective telegraph cable under the English Channel.

 

In 1901 the District Council took over the supply of water to BroadstairsDue to increased demand, water was pumped from elsewhere and the water supply from the Tower was used only in emergencies

 

The Tower was eventually closed and now houses a museum in which are exhibited the working drawings and models of Thomas Crampton’s train designs, as well as various model railways.

 

A photo of an old-fashioned looking tower with a turret (Crampton Tower). Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Crampton Tower, Broadstairs


A photo showing a dome shaped stone building with a door on the right-hand side.  In the background stands Crampton Tower.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
The reservoir building and Crampton Tower

 

Unfortunately, having not paid attention to the visiting times, the Tower and museum were closed when I arrivedSo, rather than relay you with details of my wanderings there, I’ll tell the story of a rather explosive, unsolved murder than happened just down the street from the Tower.

 

Richard Richards was a ‘property owner and man of means’ who lived with his family in BroadstairsIn 1893 he was having a coffee house built near to the railway station and would often pop up to chat with the builder to see how work was progressing.

 

Richard had a brother, William, who lived in Somerset, but also resided on occasions in London.  The two brothers had a fiery relationship and every so often they’d fall out over something, make up for a bit and then fall out againTheir relationship with each other disintegrated into acrimony in 1893, when William sued Richard over a property deal that had gone sourWilliam won the case and was awarded the princely sum of £1,200 (around £127,000 in today’s money)Richard then sued William in a counter claim and was also proposing to sue him for libelWilliam was not happy about this and wrote several angry letters to Richard telling him that he’d have him found guilty of fraud and get him sent to a penal colony for seven yearsNot having Richard’s address in Broadstairs, he sent his letters to Richard’s solicitor in London, so they could be forwarded on. They were, and Richard complained bitterly to his wife about them and about his brother.

 

Sometime in July 1893, Richard was up in London when he bumped into the clerk from his solicitor’s office, Frederick ColverdFrederick told him that a parcel had arrived that morning addressed to him and asked if he wanted to attend at the office to collect itRichard told him that he wouldn’t have time and asked him just to forward it on to his home in BroadstairsFrederick agreed to this and duly posted the parcel on, however not before noting that ‘it was addressed in a shaky hand, apparently the writing of a female…’ and that ‘the writing seemed to be disguised.’

 

On the morning of 22nd July 1893, Richard Richards was having breakfast with his wife Katherine, when the postman delivered the parcel forwarded on from LondonKatherine immediately stated to Richard that she didn’t like the look of it and thought he should not open itRichard, on examining it, stated that he thought the writing looked like that of his brother WilliamNot quite sure what to do with the parcel, Richard decided to seek out a second opinion, so off he marched, accompanied by Katherine and their children, to the property he was having builtThere he called on the builder, Charles Martin and handed him the parcel joking that it was a present for himCharles laughed at this, but then agreed with Katherine that it looked quite suspiciousBut what to do about itBoth Richard and Charles then stood examining the parcel and chatting about it.  After a while they agreed that the only thing to do was to open it and see just what it wasKatherine begged Richard not to open it, but he shooed her away and cut the string around it with his penknifeCharles moved closer to see what the parcel contained just as Richard pulled the string awayBOOM!  There was a huge explosion that knocked Katherine and the children to the ground and blew both Richard and Charles across the roadKatherine rose to her feet screaming – ‘My GodIt’s an infernal machine.’  Distraught, she and her children were led away as passersby ran to help her husband and CharlesCharles who was bleeding heavily from lacerations to his face and shaking with shock, was helped back to his homeHowever, Richard was in a terrible stateHalf his face and his left hand had been blown away and his chest was torn open.  He was quickly taken to the Seamen’s Infirmary at Ramsgate, where it was realised there was little they could do for himThere he made a deposition to a local magistrate telling him about the suspicious package and that he suspected that his brother William had sent itHe then lapsed into unconsciousness and died the next day.

 

A black and white newsprint illustration showing an explosion taking place.  The explosion on the left side of the picture is blasting a man standing in the centre.  His body is thrown back and his right arm is in the air.  To his right is another man who is also being blown back by the explosion and standing a slight distance from him is a woman wearing a Victorian style hat.  The picture is titled -Outrage at Broadstairs – A terrible explosion took place.  Illustration taken from the Illustrated Police News – July 24th, 1893
Outrage at Broadstairs – A terrible explosion took place

 

A black and white newsprint illustration titled Scene of Outrage.  It shows two figures in hats looking over a pile of rubble.  A pickaxe is sticking out of the rubble.  Illustration taken from The People, Sunday August 6th, 1893
Scene of Outrage

 

A few weeks after Richard’s death an inquest was heldDuring this, both Katherine and Richard’s solicitor gave evidence about the ill will between the brothers.  Katherine stated that the writing on the parcel looked like William’s and that her husband had no other enemies in life other than his brother. Richard’s solicitor told of receiving the parcel for Richard and noting the postmark on itWhen asked about the letters William had sent to his brother, the solicitor acknowledged that they bore the postmark of the district next to the one that the parcel had been posted fromAn explosives expert then gave evidence that on examining the remains of the device it appeared to have been gunpowder that had been usedHe commented that it was a simple device and would be easy to constructWilliam, Richard’s brother was then called to give evidenceHe was cautioned by the coroner and asked if he had been responsible for sending the parcel to his brotherTo this he replied – ‘I have never made an infernal machine, or employed anyone to do so.’  He then went on to state that he would have gained no benefit if his brother was to die, as the judgement against his brother for the £1,200 had been made void by his death.

 

At the end of the inquest the coroner summed up the evidence and stated that though there had been much ill will between the brothers there was not enough evidence to show that William had in anyway been involved in Richard’s deathHe also ruled out suicide saying that there was ‘not a semblance of evidence to support it.’  The jury then returned a verdict of ‘wilful murder by the explosion of a parcel received by the deceased, but by whom sent there was no evidence to show.’

 

To this day the case is unsolvedWas it an elaborate suicide by a man who had taken on too much debtProbably notMaybe a spurned lover, what with the feminine handwriting on the parcel?  Again, probably notSo, most likely it was William.  So much for brotherly loveJust as well I’m not writing this in 1893 though, as several newspapers named William as the main suspect for his brother’s murder, and he sued them all.  They all then hurriedly printed retractions.

 

Getting back to Crampton Tower, which must have witnessed the explosive events of 1893, I wandered round to the dome shaped building that once housed the reservoir and left a Skulferatu resting on a flint ledge there.

 

A picture of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu #111) being held up with the dome shaped reservoir building and Crampton Tower in the background.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #111

 

A picture of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu #111) sitting in a crumbling wall of stone, flint, and cement.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #111 resting on the flint stone of the reservoir building

 

A close-up picture of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu #111) sitting in a crumbling wall of stone, flint, and cement.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #111 resting on the flint stone of the reservoir building

 

TomTom Map showing the location of Skulferatu #111
Map showing the location of Skulferatu #111

 

The coordinates for the location of the Skulferatu are –

 

Latitude 51.359921

Longitude 1.433225

 

what3words: sling.pitch.lion

 

I used the following sources for information on Crampton Tower and on the murder of Richard Richards –

 

Crampton Tower Museum

 

Annual Report of the Medical Officer of Health for the Year 1954 - Broadstairs and St Peter's

 

The Illustrated Police News – July 24th, 1893

 

Lloyds Weekly London Newspaper – Aug 6th, 1893

 

The People, Sunday Aug 6th, 1893

 

The Paddington, Kensington and Bayswater Chronicle – Saturday 29 July 1893

 

Thanet Advertiser - Saturday 29 July 1893

 

 

Tuesday 15 February 2022

Skulferatu #59 - Sea Cave, Dumpton Bay, Broadstairs, Kent

 

On a cold, but sunny winter afternoon I walked along the coast from Broadstairs to Ramsgate.  As the tide was out, I walked along the sandy beach by the cliffs at Dumpton Gap.  In the bright sunlight the lower part of the beach, nearer to the sea, reflected white through the rocks and seaweed. The white of crumbled and sea washed chalk from the cliffs.  The sea was a Turneresque blue green and was a flat calm stretching out into the curve of the horizon.

 

According to the amateur geologist Cecil Carus-Wilson, who specialised in the acoustic qualities of rocks, the sands around Dumpton Gap are musical.  A rare phenomena that only occurs in a few places around the world.  Seemingly if you strike the sand, it makes a musical note.  I tried this but it just went ‘thud’.  I must have been doing something wrong.

 

As I walked along, I passed many little sea worn caves in the cliffs and then came across one large enough to wander into. 

 

A photo of a cave entrance in the chalk cliffs at Dumpton Bay by Dumpton Gap in Broadstairs.  In the foreground is the beach leading up to the white cliffs topped by a pencil thin layer of greenery and above is a blue, winter sky.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Sea Cave at Dumpton Bay

 

A photo showing the entrance to the cave - it looks like a dark gash in the white chalk cliff face. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Sea Cave at Dumpton Bay

 

A view out from the sea cave to the beach and the sea.  Inside it is big enough for a person to move around in and it is likely that Samuel Taylor Coleridge changed in a cave like this before going for a swim in the sea here at Dumpton Bay. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Looking out from the cave

 

A photo of the chalk wall inside the cave.  It is pitted and cracked and stained green with slimy seaweed. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
The pitted walls of the cave, slimy with green seaweed

 

I wondered if it could be the same cave that Samuel Taylor Coleridge had found on one of his many visits to Ramsgate.  A cave he had used to strip off in before having a ‘glorious tumble in the waves.’  Looking out from the cave I could almost imagine a naked, opium addled Coleridge lolloping around as he headed down to the sea.

 

This area was also notorious for being a landing site for a gang of local smugglers and this is something Coleridge referenced in his poem ‘The Delinquent Travellers’ -

 

Methinks, along my native shore,

Dismounting from my steed I'll stray

Beneath the cliffs of Dumpton Bay,

Where, Ramsgate and Broadstairs between,

Rude caves and grated doors are seen:

And here I'll watch till break of day,

(For Fancy in her magic might

Can turn broad noon to starless night!)

When lo! methinks a sudden band

Of smock-clad smugglers round me stand.

Denials, oaths, in vain I try,

At once they gag me for a spy,

And stow me in the boat hard by…

 

If you are worried as to the fate of the hero of this poem then take comfort in the fact that he is allowed to disembark from the boat when it arrives at Boulogne, and he then heads off to Australia.

 

Inside the cave the chalk walls were pitted and green with seaweed slime.  There was a pungent smell of the ocean as if the sea had scented the very rocks with its salt.

 

I left the Skulferatu that had accompanied me on my walk in a gap in the chalk wall of the cave.

 

A small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 59) being held up with the entrance to the cave at Dumpton Bay near Dumpton Gap in Broadstairs in the background. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #59

 

A photo of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 59) in the pitted. white chalk wall of the cave at Dumpton Bay by Dumpton Gap in Broadstairs. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #59 in gap in wall of cave

 

A close up photo of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 59) in the pitted. white chalk wall of the cave at Dumpton Bay by Dumpton Gap in Broadstairs.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #59 in gap in wall of cave

 

Google Map showing location of Skulferatu #59
Map showing location of Skulferatu #59

 

The coordinates for the location of the Skulferatu are –

 

Latitude 51.347914

Longitude 1.438490

 

I used the following sources for information on Dumpton Bay

 

Ramsgate Recorder, Winter 2021-2022

 

The Isle of Thanet News, Thanet History with Martin Charlton: Coleridge and Ramsgate, October 26, 2021

The Isle of Thanet News

 

Field Excursion and Science Lecture

The Thanet Advertiser, June 13, 1903