Island Life Magazine Ltd April/May 2006 | Page 57

ISLAND HISTORY fascinating. Although vehicle access ceased from the Blackgang end during the 1970’s the evidence lies littered all around – Bedford vans and Rover cars of a similar ilk and age play host to bramble bushes. Walking down a vacant road in full sun, birds whistling, and knowing you are completely alone is surreal. Reminders of days gone by fuel the imagination. Further on, found along the roadside neatly set in a stone wall is a Victorian water fountain which was either to supply locals or weary travellers, it confirmed a beaten track that’s no more. Picture Left:The Victorian water fountain, stuck in time. Below: The cottage, which was deserted many years ago, however it has “private” freshly painted on a sign? Bottom: The eery path that has been frozen in time, telegraph poles, and old cars lay littered along the route. I find myself whispering in a vain attempt not to be heard, but by whom? I tiptoe lightly passed a home displaying ‘Private’ – am I alone? Evidence is scarce, telegraph poles stand abandoned in full tilt and wireless. The road to nowhere passes a once grand Victorian house called Southview. My thoughts are filled with romantic notions and idyllic England. Back down to earth, the next challenge is to transverse no-mans land back to the car park, ever hopeful of an easier route, I head north through thick undergrowth. Laid before me is a truly unexpected surprise, for here is a small section of road completely independent from the rest and clearly untouched for many years. At first it is hard to appreciate the early civil engineering, the ground is covered with ivy, and trees have seeded where horses and carriages passed by and three foot or so stone walls give definition to the sides. My Great Aunt Lily who lived to 100 years old, once read me a detailed account from her diary of her journey through the undercliff by horse and carriage, and standing here evokes thoughts of Victorian glamour. In one way it is sad that nature has reclaimed a small piece of history, but in another, its created a tiny wilderness that is hard to find. Island Life - www.islandlifemagazine.net 57