#historicalship

[angevinyaoiz]

I also updated my website and listed and linked ALL my completed medieval comics on single page! I tried to put them in the chronological “order” in which they’re set, so you can read through the historical eras if you want :D I can’t wait to make more!

[customretrodesign]

MV Warrior 1912

Got to love this piece of history

This vessel was built in 1912 and now still in full working order 108 years later

She served in WW1 and WW2 including being a lead vessel in the Dunkirk evacuation of 1940. A classic vessel that not only served in various war time missions but continues today cruising Europe

The only one of its kind

[kian-bera]

The night was cold, but the spirit inside was light and warm. The Schuylers were holding a ball once more. Philip Schuyler was home from the war, until the court martial came through. He knew a messenger would be sent soon. Elizabeth came over to her father and hugged him.

“Are you okay father?” Elizabeth asked standing next to him greeting the guest as they came in.

“I am fine darling, do enjoy the ball.”Elizabeth nodded and walked off. She saw a server with a plate of wine glasses and took one off before walking away. She saw her sister and quickly turned around and ran into a colonel who was rushing inside. The colonel knocked her over and stopped.

“I’m so sorry ma’am, I was not paying attention.” He out his hand down to help her up. Elizabeth took his hand and smiled. He gave her a hankerchief from his pocket.

“I will say I accept your apology if I knew the name of the colonel who bumped into me.” Elizabeth teased the young man. She took the hankerchief and began to dab at her dress. She knew Angelica would be mad since she was borrowing the dress. Elizabeth thought it was stupid to own all these dresses with layers of material when they had soldiers out on the field freezing to death. Alexander blushed and took his hat off.

“Colonel Alexander Hamilton at your service madam.” Alexander ruffled his ginger hair that had been messed up under the hat.

“Elizabeth Schuyler and I accept your apology.” Elizabeth smiled at him and giggled at him blushing of embarrassment. Alexander glanced past her into the crowd.

“Are you looking for someone Colonel?” Elizabeth asked.

“Oh Schuyler, your name is Schuyler, is your father General Philip Schuyler, if so, do you know where he is, I need to speak with him.”

“I am right here young man.” Philip Schuyler walked over, tapping his shoulder, and Alexander turned and saluted.

“There’s no need, come.” Philip Schuyler lead him away to a side parlor.

“Pleasure to meet you again Miss Schuyler.” Alexander took her hand in his before following Mister Schuyler. Elizabeth smiled and waved after him, before weaving her way into the crowd. Amidst the happy crowd, Elizabeth felt a pang of sadness wash over her. She didn’t know why it came, all she knew was that it did.

Killing two birds with one stone. 1: @mamapeggs 2:Wordcember

[thoridsgewandung]

Thanks for the great picture dear @ viking.helena 🌹 #vikingwoman #vikingstyle #vikingclothing #vikingship #vikinghistory #historylovers #historyvikings #vikingdress #valkyriesworld #historicalplace #historicalsewing #livinghistory #reenactment #vikingreenactor #gewandung #medievalstyle #medievaltimes #vikingage #historicalship #norse #norsewoman #norway #thoridsgewandschneiderei #history #vikinglife #vikinglifestyle #medievalart #medievalworld #medievalwoman (hier: Borg, Vestvågøy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CV128puNEQw/?utm_medium=tumblr

[barbara-anna-husar]

Lake of Constance became a #concerthall turning the stage #outsidethebox ! We started at #symphonikerplatz at #bregenzfestspielhaus infront of the #stage of the #bregenzerfestspiele. In the second part the #hotairballoon was docked to the #historicalship #msoesterreich and #goldplated #balloonbasket above the ships of #lakeconstance turned into a stage .... #bregenzerluftspiele #bregenzairfestival (hier: Bregenz Bodensee) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEvqi9dl4UD/?igshid=1vctc7661ddfh

[patrickanimates]

No caption needed! #scale72 #haringbuis #herringbuss #historicalship #schiffsmodellbau #scheepsmodelbouw #scalemodels #ship #scalemodel #shipmodels #scratchbuild #ships #streichholz #shipmodel #shipmodeling #schip #zapałki #lightmatches #modelismo #modelboat #modellschiff #modellshiff #modelship #modelshipbuilding #miniatureshipmodel #modellbau #woodenshipmodel #woodenship https://www.instagram.com/p/B_94BBmKYh3/?igshid=j0zmbazbcpg4

[fuzzyredcamera]

Taking the water taxi in Charleston, SC around Patriots Point ships. #charlestonsouthcarolina #charlestonwatertaxi #charlestonlife #charlestonwaterfront #charlestonsc #vacationmode #vacationphotos #submarine #ussyorktown #patriotspoint #sullivansisland #historicalship #aircraftcarrier #TravelTheWorld #ShareTravelPics #WorldExplorer #TravelBug #Travelholic #Globetrotter #AroundTheWorld #TravelAddicts #GetLost #TravelScenes #InstaPassport #PostcardsFromTheWorld #TravelStroke #LonelyPlanet #PostcardPlaces#LifeWellTraveled #LetsGoEverywhere  (at Patriots Point Naval & Maritime Museum) https://www.instagram.com/p/B41LHvPDnFh/?igshid=ixch09zka44x

[rafeny]

#canitellyou F O B. / ⚓️🌊🇪🇸 . . . . . #freshofftheboat #greenportharbor #lanaosantamaria @lanaosantamaria #christophercolumbusreplicaship #historicalship #shipahoy⚓️ #spanishgalleonreplica #rafetotengco #northforker (at Greenport Harbor) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3kvogZJ97C/?igshid=1nx7rdxgq26wa

[lchamo1]

The boys had fun on this WW2 ship called the Jeremiah O’Brien. First time on this part of WW2 history. This vessel was there at the invasion of Normandy. #ww2 #jeremiahobrien #sanfrancisco #theweekend #family #meandmyboys❤️ #dadandhissons #historical #historicalship #ca (at SS Jeremiah O'Brien, National Liberty Ship Memorial) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3BRhONht-X/?igshid=10c2tvszjczil

[masterofnunn]

Spot on. The Cutty Sark fastest tea clipper in the world. #THETHAMES:BRITAIN'SGREATRIVERWITHTONYROBINSON #tonyrobinson #channel5 #teaclipper #historicalship #cuttysark #greenwich #riverthameslondon #photography #sunnyday #touristguide #bloggerstyle #whp #lifestylephoto (at Cutty Sark, Greenwich, London) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzPp7_1Fj6L/?igshid=1gddiy2exu90q

[senatorkennedy]

If you had to ship JFK with a republican who would it be?

i feel like the dynamic i enjoy is jfk/huge nerd- like i will admit that this is part of the appeal of jack/lem. i feel like a jfk/republican ship that captures this really well is jfk/goldwater 

[kian-bera]

Poisonous love

The war had been halted as winter settled in, snow was falling and Christmas was close. John sat at a window in the officers house, writing a letter to his sister. The fire was beginning to die since he never bothered to add more logs. John only poked his head up when he heard a knock at the door.

“Who is it?” John asked setting his quill down. The dim light made it hard to see, but John recognized that slim frame with ginger hair. “Oh it is just you.” John spit in disgust.

“John please, I am sorry. I did not know anyone was following us.” Alexander pleaded. He found a second chair and sat down next to John. “It was a mistake. I know we could have been hung for being caught. I am sorry. I truly am.” John rolled his eyes and got up.

“Maybe you should have thought about that before you kissed me. Before you almost ruined our lives. I would rather die on this battlefield than by being hung for kissing another guy. I already risk my life fighting this war.” John turned back to his letter and began to write again. Alexander just sat there in silence trying to figure out what to say.

The logs eventually died out as John was finishing his letter. Alexander was still sitting in the window watching the snow flurries begin to flutter from the sky. John quickly found a lantern before burning his letter. He then left. Alexander got up and took the letter from the fire, he blew off and opened it.

Dearest Alexander,

Today I almost lost my life due to your recklessness. I trusted you to keep our secret safe. I do not know if we can continue to see each other. I am lost and confused right now. Please, do not bother me. I will talk when I am ready.

You have been the first person I was willing to let my guard down for, and I hate that I did. I hate that I let another person get inside my heart. Right now, I feel as if I have drank poison, and it’s slowly consuming me.

Maybe I will find an antidote. Whether it be through time alone, or someone else I do not know. The moments we shared together I will cherish, but it is time for me to let go. To focus on my own life, and my own struggles.

Your friend,

John Laurens

Alexander held the letter in his hand and began to cry. He never expected to lose John like that. It stung more than a bullet hole, or the worse venom. Alex gently folded the letter before sticking it inside a pocket in his jacket. Grabbing his boots, Alexander trekked outside into the snow. He walked over to the barn, grabbing his horse, before riding outside of camp. Alexander has no idea how long he had been gone.

Glancing up at the sky, all he saw were gray clouds and white falling from the sky. Alexander cursed under his breath realizing that some of his tracks would be covered in snow. He hoped that his horse knew the way home, for Alexander was lost in the woods.

Hopping off his horse, Alexander led it to a small clearing under some trees. There was not as much snow and Alexander laid down cuddling in the roots of a tree. His horse settled beside him, soon both were asleep.

When Alexander awoke, he was in a bed. The fireplace had been lit, and he was tucked in blankets. Alexander had never seen the room before and began to panic. That’s when a younger girl with long raven hair slid into the room.

“Colonel sir, I was wondering if you would like any broth, I would offer you breakfast, but you slept through breakfast. Oh and do not worry, your horse is safe in our barn.”

“Wh...where am I?” Alexander asked trying to sit up. Every bone and muscle in his body felt stiff, as if they were frozen.

“You are back in Morristown sir. My uncle was returning from a friend’s house and heard your horse whining. You were almost covered I snow and freezing to death.”

“Oh...uh thank you, and yes, I would like some broth thank you.”

“Of course.” The girl backed out of the room, closing the girl back behind her. Alexander slowly climbed from the bed over to the window. A soft glow of sunlight lit the camp off in the distance. He saw soldiers coming and going from the officer's house. Many were there to meet with Washington. To find out what to do once spring appears. Others were just trying to get warm from the bitter cod that has been blowing. Alexander walked downstairs, taking a step into the crisp air.

Rubbing his hands together, he took a short walk down near the camp. He saw his blonde lover standing at the entrance talking to a guard. He was discussing passwords with the soldier currently on duty. Alexander took the chance and walked over.

“John can I speak with you for a second. There is something I would like to discuss with you.” Alexander told him.

“If you read my letter, then you would know, I do not want to discuss this issue. I want to leave it behind us. We have more important things to figure out.” John told him. The ginger stood there hurt. He knew better than to intrude, but he already missed John. Alexander nodded at him though and walked back to the brick house he was being housed. Walking inside, the warmth cling around Alexander. He found his way to the kitchen to find a bowl of broth waiting for him with a newly polished metal spoon.

“Ah, Miss Elizabeth said you might come for that. She went to take it to your room, but you were nowhere to be found.” The cook told Alexander.

“Yes, sorry, I went to discuss an issue with a friend. We seem to have a difference of opinions on the issue.”

“Understandable, it is a time of war. Not every soldier will have the same opinion.” An older man with graying hair stepped into the room, sitting down next to Alexander.

“Doctor Cochran.” Alexander dipped his head to the doctor before proceeding to sip on the broth. Alexander tilted his head. “Sir, your, I’m presuming Brice, her name is not Elizabeth Schuyler is it?” Alexander asked.

“Yes, why?” The doctor asked.

“I met her about two years ago. She probably does not like me on the grounds of why I showed up. She seems very close to her father.”

“Ah, you are the young lad who was in charge of presenting him with his court martial weren’t you?”

“Yes sir, I was. Then the girls at the party decided to corner me into a room and ask me a million questions. It was quite embarrassing sir.”

“I bet it was, but you are a handsome young man. I am sure you could get any girl in the world. Even Miss Elizabeth.”

“Yeh...any girl in the world.” Alexander mumbled. Glancing down at his broth, he pushed it away.

“Are you going to finish that, you really should.” The doctor told Alexander.

“I am not hungry anymore, but thank you Doctor Cochran for your hospitality.” Alexander backed from the table and made his way outside. The sun had peeked its way from behind the clouds, causing Alexander to squint his eyes. Walking slowly, Alexander began to think on what he could do to avoid John until he was ready to talk. He could not force the subject upon him.

Alexander went straight to his room and found a quill and ink. Paper was already laid out, as he was constantly scribbling notes and reminders.

Dearest John,

I know you do not want to speak in person, but I hoped you would at least read this letter. I know I could have gotten us both hung, and I am very sorry. It was a mistake which I wish I could take back.

Alexander stopped, tears running down his face. He watched as one fell onto the paper messing up the black letters underneath him. Alexander saw that it was still legible and kept writing.

I would do anything in the world to make it up to you. Right now, I feel like the worst person in the world. Please, will you at least say you forgive me, I mean, we are not dead yet…

Alexander sat his quill down and pushed it away. Something moved in his peripheral vision. Alexander pushes his ginger out of the way and saw John standing in the doorway. John pursed his lips and sat down on the bed.

“Alexander I have something to tell you. I know you will not like it, but I think it is for the best.” John told him fidgeting with his jacket.

“What...what is it?”

“I leave tomorrow for South Carolina. The British have taken over Charleston and I am going to fight for my home.” John left early the next morning without another word to Alexander.

[onlineantiques]

Impressive Extremely Large Oak Framed Scrach Built Model of The Cutty Sark, British Clipper Ship eBay item number 234579913042 #cuttysark #cuttysarkship #cuttysarkgreenwich #greenwich #clipper #clippership #britishships #scratchbuilt #scratchbuiltmodel #scratchbuiltship #ships #historicalships #modelship #display #displayitem #feature #photoshoot #photoshootideas #largedisplay https://www.instagram.com/p/CebYqJoow_d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[isurfit]

#Bestway to #save on a #laundrydrier #sailing #historicalships #brig #brigantine via #sailing.fb https://www.instagram.com/p/BuW7bWnHcJQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=h4ghbgokko9y

[micenow-blog]

The Queen Mary. Yes. She’s calling you. Amazing venue - hotel! Whether it’s for a few drinks at her legendary bar, a walk on her starboard side at twilight, an incomparable morning at her Sunday brunch or a stay in a stateroom that holds more memories than we could ever tell, there is one thing that is certain, the Queen Mary calls to everyone, including you. The Queen Mary in Long Beach, California, is one of the most unique mice venues in Southern California. Marrying iconic tradition and modern technology, the Queen Mary has everything necessary to facilitate a flawless event experience that visitors will never forget. With over 80,000 square feet of functional meeting and exhibit space in 14 remarkable Art Deco salons, the Queen Mary provides an unrivaled authentic historical event experience. Conference rooms start at 522 square feet, perfect for smaller, more intimate meetings; while ceiling height ranges from seven feet to an astonishing 130 feet in our 70,000 square foot Queen Mary Dome. Learn more: https://www.queenmary.com/ @thequeenmary . . . . . #queenmary #usa #southerncalifornia #hotelqueenmary #longbeach #california #Meetings #incentive #events #conference #specialevents #wedding #micenow #eventplanner #historicalship #history #uniquevenues #thequeenmary #королевамэри #сша #южнаякалифорния #лонгбич #калифорния #встречи #презентация #инсентив #эвент #мероприятие #конференция (at The Queen Mary)

[patrickanimates]

Ready for assembly. #haringbuis #herringbuss #historicalship #dutchschip #scale72 #schiffsmodellbau #scheepsmodelbouw #scalemodels #ship #scalemodel #shipmodels #scalemodeling #scratchbuild #ships #streichholz #shipmodel #shipmodeling #schip #woodenships #woodenship #modelboat #modellschiff #modellshiff #modelship #modelshipbuilding #miniatureshipmodel #modelboot #modelbouw #woodenships #woodenship #woodenshipmodel https://www.instagram.com/p/B_9ZEldoD38/?igshid=1hs0apd15uc7p