The topic this week in the Photo Phorum is "old school" Rules are to take pictures of something "old school" within a certain period of time. Today I was out on the bike and thought about this ride I took in September of 06. It was the first big, long, solo ride I took since getting back into riding. It was a one day ride to Treigny, France. A friend had sent me a CNN news article about a guy in France that was building a mid evil castle, with mid evil materials. I dubbed my report back to my friend as "The Triegny Affair", in honor of the great series from the 60's, The Man from U.N.C.L.E. Here's my email, lifted, copied, and pasted

Yesterday I rode my moto to Treigny to check out the castle called "Guedelon". I left home in the rain at 7:00 am and had to be back in Geneva at 7:30 pm for a parents meeting at the hockey rink. The Accu-weather forecast was for sun and clouds so the morning rain didn't bother me. The first two hours were on wet, curvy, mtn roads. Finally the roads dried out and it was such a relief that I decided to go 30 minutes the wrong way down the French turnpike. So, an hour total to correct the screw up and I was on my way. I finally arrived at the castle at 1:45. I had decided that my turn back time would be 2:00 so I wasn't happy about the late arrival due to rain, missed turns, bad ideas ( short cut???) and more rain. I walked around until 2:15 and was really impressed with the activities. I will definitely go back and spend an entire day there. The workers were just coming back from lunch and I had time to watch two guys clinking away on a huge piece of sandstone. So, more rain on the way home, more short cuts that added time and distance to my day but finally after soul searching and admitting that the only way I could make the meeting on time was to go balls out (in the rain) on the autoroute for two hours, I arrived at the rink 20 minutes early to have my first meal of the day. Two bags of chips and a large beer. When I got home my trip odometer recorded a 966 kilometer day.

So, most of what will be written to describe these pictures is "lifted" from the pamphlet I just found under my copier............ I've been looking for it for over a year ah, that would be the pamplet, not the copier......

Ok, so this guy has the idea to build his castle. He starts in 1997 and is giving himself 25 years to complete. He gets the Head Architect of the French historical monuments society, to draw up some plans. Scientific support is provided by a group of archaeologists, art historians, and castle specialists. Every thing you see in these pictures was made by artisans. All the buildings, scaffolding, etc. was cut from the forest. There were pigs and chickens running around, they grow the workers food, make the clothes, etc.

Here is the edge of the quarry. This is ferruginous sandstone. A line of holes is hand drilled into the block of stone. Steel wedges are fitted into the holes and are struck with a stone hammer. the shock wave causes a lateral fissuring of the stone along the line of holes. Depending on how the rock turns out, it is used for base wall, middle wall, ceiling, floor, window, etc. It's pretty complex, next time you walk by your neighborhood castle, check out the stonework.

The stone cutters wear out two sets of tools per day which keeps the black smith busy. No tools, no progress.

when the workers get a stone loose, they need to move it to where it can be "fine-tuned". Here's the hamster wheel where a dude does the "hamster" dance to get the rock from the quarry to the work shop.

Here's where the stone cutters add the finishing touches.

Obviously the village smitty is the BMOC, big man on castle.

If you happen to be riding an airhead when you visit Guedelon, you will have any tool you could possible need for a complete rebuild right here in his shop. Remember to ask for wrench sizes in Roman Numerals........

the mortar pit

This is a self guided tour. It is somewhat an OSHA nightmare.

So, some of the beautiful finished work I was able to get a good look at. An archer's perch.


And here's the clincher. Even old buildings in "the New World" have worn out, smooth, almost soft steps. Boy, I'd hate to do a header down these after a night with the knights...

and yes, there was a throne............. a French throne.