#nant mill woods

[lawrencejoefish]

Wanderings with Chris ............. Nant Mill Woods

Nant Mill Woods is a small part of the Clywedog Valley trail in Wrexham and I had heard that it is a great place to photograph Wild Garlic in the spring and as I wasn’t very happy with the quality of my Bluebell photos I decided to try again with the Garlic. We had a nice run down to Wrexham and found the carpark easily and as it was a really lovely day we had a picnic lunch on one of the benches…

[magicicephoenix]

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[aloneinstitute]

Sometimes we forget how beautiful and calming nature can be and just how close it is. This place is only a 10 minute drive from me. 😁 — em Plas Power and Nant Mill Woods, UK

[misslisterkeepsajournal]

1822 Saturday 20 July

6 10/60

1 1/2

My aunt called me at 6 10/60 - got up immediately - all quite ready for being off after breakfast - my aunt and I went out a few minutes before 8 - walked to the top of the hill behind the hotel - The view is certainly very fine - high water  - very hot and close, portending rain - returned to the house, turned down a narrow sort of passage lane to the shore of the Menai, thence along the fashionable walk of the town (a sort of rampart-walk, broad and neatly gravelled) at the foot of the town-wall along the Menai - round the castle to queen Eleanor’s gate - here (at 9 10/60) my aunt (being a little rheumatic) left me and returned home - I pursued the stream of or rather river along the Seiont in pursuit of traces of old Segontium - passed a little square remain - came to a bridge of 2 or 3 arches across the river (beautifully wooded for a considerable distance on the opposite bank) a neat white washed house or 2, a turnpike and 2 roads on the other side, and little cascade just on this side of the bridge and very pretty view - turned up the hill on my left - an uneven surfaced stony grass-grown mound, probably the site of ancient buildings - crossed a field and came into a road - passed close by the farm-house, built adjoining the round tower remain of the old Roman fortification - the wall seemed the farm-yard boundary on one side, and so covered with ivy on the other I could make nothing of it - In fact, I was uncertain about identity (foolishly not having a guide with me) and had not time to loiter. Strolled thro’ the town to the market place - fine mutton 4 d. a lb. veal 3 1/2 - Saw no beef - neat, small covered market place thence to the Goat Inn - and thence inquired my way to the bank - not open - a young man at the door, civilly let me in, and gave me 10 sovereigns for a £10 bank of England and would charge nothing - the Welsh prefer county notes to bank of England there are so many forged - went direct home by the walk along the Menai, and sat down to breakfast immediately at 10 1/4 -

Very good house - very civil people, and we may safely recommend our friends there - It would be a good place for head-quarters - Like the town of Caernarvon very much - Fine view of the castle this morning, a little from the town on the bank of the Seiont - most beautiful remain of castle architecture - Mr Battiss of the hotel saw us off, gave us his card, and hoped we had been comfortable -

Off at 11 1/4 - perhaps 1/2 mile on our road (the Beddgelert road) we came to a cottage forty or fifty yards from a neat, white washed church - at this cottage I got out and turned into the field on our right to see the old Roman wall or fort described by Bingley volume 1 page 170, et sequitor and vide Nicholson’s guide page 283 - I had seen the opposite extremity before breakfast - stopt 1/4 hour - ran along the remain inside and out to find a place free from ivy, or grass, or brushwood - it is almost wholly covered with one or the other so as to resemble a bank fence - however at the extremity of the field next the road there is a bare part which shews the Roman method of building and farther on (thro’ a gap) I discovered 1 or 2 of the small perforations so much spoken of thro’ the wall transversely - vide King’s munimenta on the Roman manner of building -

We reached here Beddgelert the Jones’ arms at 2 35/60 (Mr Jones of Caernarvon owner of the new Inn) a neat, nice house; beautifully situated to the right, a little above the village, and across the stream - planted all about and then embossed in wood - remarkably pretty - very fine drive from Caernarvon here - Bettws Garmon only 2 or 3 poor cottages - noticed Nant Mill - very pretty little cascade - quite close to the road on our right, and too little fence to protect us from the stream - noticed also Williams’ - white or yellow washed - plantations about the house (larch trees as there are here about the Inn) and very pretty - the pass or entrance to Beddgelert very narrow rugged and singly fine - on entering it, and coming down the hill, I could not help saying to my aunt this is the prettiest sublime we have seen - the village is in as it were a small basin formed by high rough mountains - the rock darkened with heath or moss and finely bare here and there - the bottom of the basin beautifully verdant with here and there trees about the few cottages, and a stream tumbling over its rocky bed thro’ the midst - it is fact far the most picturesque village we have yet met with - some very heavy showers as we came along - the clouds tremendously black - the top of Snowdon quite enveloped - got here in the beginning of a very heavy shower -

Bedgellert 1814 - image credit: Wikimedia Commons

Just 3 35/60 i.e. an hour since we got in - Looking a little at Bingley and Nicholson’s Cambrian guide - At 4 took a little girl to carry the plaid and umbrella, and set off to Dinas Emris about 1 1/2 mile on the Capel Curig road to Cwm cloch - we had gone little more than a mile, when the poor child began to cry, and I sent her back again - walked forwards 2 miles (i.e. about 1/2 mile beyond Dinas Emris) a little way along Lake Dinas - small house at the end of it, and some green fertile looking fields - a little plantation about the house - I longed to have gone further as far as Lake Gwinant - the scenery as far as I did go, very fine - got back at 5 10/60 in the midst of a heavy shower - very hot with walking -

Off from Beddgelert for Tan-y-bwlch at 5 35/60 - the scenery for the first 3 miles terrifically fine - Pont-aber-glaslyn bridge tremendous - the road for a good way down to it narrow and no fence or merely a single row great stones to guard the precipice - there is no great cataract - but the unguardedness of the road, the torrent tumbling over rocks below and the perpendicular rock to the height of 2 or 3 hundred feet on the other side form a most impressive scene - there is a turnpike just beyond the bridge, thro’ which we went up a tremendously steep hill, from which a fine view down an opening upon the Traethmawr sands - Indeed the whole stage (they called it 10 miles at Beddgelert) is tremendously hilly - the scenery is indescribably fine - the first about 3 miles and the last about 2 cannot surely be exceeded - but the whole far surpassed anything we had seen - Penman Mawr is a different sort of thing should be excepted and should not be compared with it - Very fine peeps of Wyddfa at intervals, and the Glyder vawr - never saw Wyddfa to such advantage - In short, no one travelling in Wales should miss the drive from Beddgelert to Tan-y-bwlch - the road in many places not at all fenced off from the precipice on one side - my aunt sick with fright more than once - several heavy showers as we came along just in our faces, particularly for 50 or 100 yards just after leaving Beddgelert, and for the last 1/2 mile - the Inn most beautifully situated at the foot of an almost perpendicular steep wooded from top to bottom - tremendous descending the road down it - a most comfortable Inn -

Sat down to dinner at 9 1/2 (got here in 2 20/60 hour at 5 minutes before 8) fryed salmon, a very small fish cut in slices - a roasted loin of mutton and apple tart and cream - the best potatos I have tasted in Wales - the mutton most excellent, the best we have had - we have enjoyed our dinner exceedingly and both had a nap since - my aunt is just gone to bed - instead of wine, a bottle of very fair cider - they get it from Bristol - Did not begin this page till 10 50/60, and it is now 11 1/2 - Very heavy showers repeatedly during the day - but tho’ we had our coats etc dried at Beddgelert and here, we escaped getting much wet - 12 miles from Caernarvon to Beddgelert 10 from Beddgelert here the roads roughish and very hilly, very particularly this last stage, yet Percy came in not at all tired - He is a capital gig-horse - went upstairs to bed at 11 40/60 - Sat up reading Nicholson’s Cambrian guide, article Harlech, etc - and looking over our accounts - a great deal of discharge yesterday and today and ever since I left home -

Reference: SH:7/ML/E/6/0029

[deerwooduk]

#Landscapephotography #Photography #NikonD850 #Nikon #Waterfalls Come and join me as I discover Nant Mill Woods waterfall in Wrexham. A rather spooky start to the morning, but once the light increases, it reveals what a stunning location this is. So what's the backstory behind this video? WellExploring Nant Mill Woods, Wrexham, Landscape Photography #Nantmill #landscapephotography via Pocket https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XY82lqkXuUA

[picsbycarl-blog]

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[cardiffhistory]

What’s in a name: The suburbs of Cardiff

Have you ever wondered who Saint Mellons was, why he was a Saint and why Cardiff decided to name a suburb after him? Or driven past “Dane’s Court” and wondered what link there is to the Vikings? Well wonder no more, in this article we look at the origin of the names of Cardiff’s suburbs and districts

Adamsdown First mentioned in documents dating from 1440, the area is believed to be named after Adam Kyngot, a 14th Century porter/gatekeeper of Cardiff Castle . Kyngot was allowed by the Lords of Glamorgan to construct a property in an area of land beyond the City's East Gate known as "the Downs". The 10-12 acre plot, which later became used for farming, probably became colloquially known as "Adam's Downs" and then "Adamsdown".

Birchgrove

Most likely named after a 16th Century coaching inn with the same name. The modern day Birchgrove Inn was constructed in 1920 near the site of the original inn.

Butetown The Bute name is synonymous with the rapid expansion of Cardiff. Under the 2nd and 3rd Marquess of Bute the city was transformed with the construction of railways, docks and large new housing suburbs. One of these new suburbs was named 'Butetown' after the Bute family.

Caerau The name comes from the Welsh word for a fort “Caer” and refers to the Iron Age hillfort located to the south of Ely (pictured). At 51,000 Sq. M it is believed to be one of the largest hillforts in the UK and a 2012 archaeological dig by Channel 4's Time Team found tools and weapons dating back over 5,500 years.

Canton & Pontcanna The suburbs of Canton and Pontcanna take their name from a historic waterway called the 'Canna'; Canton (“Treganna” in Welsh) translates roughly to "Canna's Town" in both languages, while Pontcanna is literally “Bridge over the Canna”. The bridge in question is unknown and, in any case, is no longer there as the Canna was diverted underground in the 1890s.

The source of the Canna name for the waterway is less clear cut though. The accepted story states that there was a 6th Century nun from Brittany, Northern France called Canna who fled to Wales to avoid persecution for converting Pagans to Christianity. Canna was believed to be the daughter of Tudur Mawr (an apparent early King of Brittany) and is said to have settled in Pembrokeshire - so why there would be a stream named after her in a town 100 miles east is questionable. The account of Canna is also called into question as it was written by Iolo Morganwg, an 18th Century 'expert' on Welsh literature who was found to be a prolific forger of ancient manuscripts. So Canna may not have been a nun, she may not have even existed!

Capel Llanilltern “Capel” is Welsh for Chapel, while “Llan” is the Welsh word for church. "Illtern” is believed to be a corruption of “Ellteyrn”, the name of a 6th Century Celtic Monk who established a church on the main route between Llandaff and Llantrisant. So a literal translation would be “Chapel Church of St Ellteyrn”.

Cathays Most likely a corruption or Anglicisation of the old Welsh “Cad” (a Battle) and the old English word “Hayes” (an open field), maybe referring to a historic battle in the area (for which no known evidence exists). An alternative, and slightly more interesting, explanation is a corruption of “Catt” (or wildcats) and “Haga” (an enclosure or compound) suggesting this area may have once been home to wildcats.

Coryton

Literally “Cory’s Town”, named in honour of Sir James Herbert Cory, a local businessman and Conservative MP for Cardiff and Cardiff South between 1915 and 1923. Cory built a property on a large plot of land north of Whitchurch - this land would later be given to the Cardiff Corporation to allow the construction of new houses after the Second World War. As an MP he is said to have sacrificed his salary to help fund the local King Edward VII Hospital (now the University Hospital of Wales and more commonly referred to as “Heath Hospital”). His house survives today as a private school known as Ty Coryton.

Creigiau Quite simply from the Welsh word for 'rocks', referring to the quarry which was constructed in the area in the 1870s to provide stone for the expansion of Cardiff’s thriving docklands.

Cyncoed Named after ‘Cyn-Coed Farm’ on which the modern estate is now built. The farm itself is believed to be a corruption of ‘Cefn Coed’ (Welsh for “a wooded ridge”), referring to the woods which once existed at the top of Cefncoed Road roughly where the Cardiff Metropolitan University campus is. An alternative theory is that the area is named after Adam Kyngot (mentioned in the Adamsdown paragraph above) as records from 1905 suggest his surname is an Anglicisation of “Cyncoed”.

Danescourt

Built in the 1970s, this estate takes its name from the amalgamation of two existing local buildings, 'Danesbrook House' (originally a private residence and now a nursing home) and 'Radyr Court' (once a farm, now a pub). Whilst the source of the ‘Danesbrook’ name is not known, there is unlikely to be any historical connection to Denmark or the Vikings.

Ely Named after the River Ely, the suburb is “Trelai” in Welsh meaning town or settlement (Tre) on the Ely (Elai).

Fairwater May have once been referred to as “Fairwell” or “Farewell”, the former hamlet built up around a number of natural water springs and wells to the west of Cardiff. In Welsh it is Tyllgoed - a “Dark Wood”, possibly referencing the Great Woods of the Plymouth estate to the west. 

Gabalfa Built on the north bank of the River Taff long before any bridges. The only way to get across the River to Llandaff was by boat. The generally accepted theory is that the name came from an old Welsh word “Ceubalfa” literally meaning “the place of the boat”. Local stories, however, claim that the boat in question was operated by a man named ‘Balfa’ and the area became known as “Cae Balfa” or “Balfa’s Place”.

Grangetown

The land on which modern day Grangetown stands once belonged to Grange Farm, a 13th century farm owned by the Monks of Margam Abbey, which occupied the vast majority of land between the rivers Ely and Taff. The Plymouth Estate took control of the farm in the 1730s, but by the 1850s the rapid expansion of nearby Cardiff had begun to threaten its very existence. The creation of nearby roads and railways and the increased demand for housing in Cardiff ultimately meant the land became very valuable. In the 1870s it was sold to allow the development of a new 'Town' on the Grange, the main farm buildings (parts of which are over 800 years old) still remain to this day (pictured).

Gwaelod-y-Garth Literally translates to the 'Base (or Bottom) of the Garth', referring to Garth Hill just North of Cardiff. At 1,007 ft in height, Garth Hill actually qualifies as a mountain but is more often referred to Garth Hill or simply “The Garth”. The novel and film The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill But Came Down a Mountain is loosely based on an early story about the Garth.

Heath A common word used to describe an area of relatively flat uncultivated land. The large expanse of land to the north of Cardiff contained a mixture of shrubland, swamp and densely wooded forest and was commonly referred to as 'Little' Heath (the area now largely occupied by Cathays and Roath) and 'Great' Heath (extending as far north as the foot of Caerphilly mountain). Modern day Heath, Heath Park and the University Hopsital of Wales (Heath Hospital) is located on what was the Great Heath.

Leckwith Widely accepted to be a corruption of the Welsh name Helygwydd, who was believed to be a a local priest but for whom no records exist. An alternative explanation is that it originates from the Welsh word for a slope (Llechwedd) possibly referring to Leckwith Hill.

Lisvane Medieval Wales was divided into separate kingdoms, these kingdoms were subdivided into smaller areas known as 'commotes' and each commote had an administrative centre with a main ‘court’ building for collecting taxes, holding trials etc. This building was usually made of stone to ensure it's longevity. Lisvane was believed to be the administrative centre of the commote of Cibwr (Or Cribwr, or Kibbwr - nobody seems to agree on the spelling) and as such had a 'Stone Court', which is “Llys Faen” in Welsh.

Llandaff

This is an easy one, from the Welsh for Church (Llan) and Taff/Taf referring to the River - so a literal translation would be “Church on the River Taff”. The church is of course the 12th Century Llandaff Cathedral, which technically made Llandaff a City before Cardiff. In reality this is not the case...

Llanedeyrn

Another “Llan”, this time the Church of Saint Edeyrn, a 6th century Priest with possible links to the legendary King Arthur and Briton Warlord Vortigern. Edeyrn is believed to have been raised in the area known as Llanedeyrn Village (South of Pontprennau where the modern estate ‘St Edeyrn’s Village’ is being constructed in 2017) where he established a monastery of 300 people, before retiring to Brittany where he became a recluse. The tiny village of Lannédern in Brittany is also named after him.

Llanishen One more Llan - this one is named in honour Saint Isan, a contemporary of Saint Edeyrn who founded a church near the Nant Fawr stream in modern day Llanishen.

Maindy Named after Maendy House, a large 18th century farmhouse in the area whose lands were used to construct the present day housing estates. Maindy is an Anglicization of the Welsh word “Maendy” which means a “brick house”.

Melingriffith

Often also spelt Melingruffydd, originates from the Welsh for Mill (Felin), and the name Griffith or Gruffydd, so “Griffith’s Mill”. This refers to the old corn mill which existed west of Whitchurch alongside the River Taff which was used almost exclusively by the ‘Melingriffith Tin Plate Works’. Gruffydd was the son of Ifor Bach, the 12th Century Lord of Senghenydd..

Michaelston (Super-Ely) In Welsh it is ‘Llanfihangel-ar-Elai’ which means the Church (Llan) of St. Michael (Mihangel) on the river Ely (Elai).

Morganstown Literally “Morgan’s Town”, the village was built north of Radyr in 1841 primarily for the workers of Pentyrch Iron Works. It was initially called "Ty'n Y Berllan" after the farm which it replaced, before being colloquially known as “Pentre Poeth” (Welsh for ”Village of Fire”, probably due to the constant smoke emanating from the Iron Works) before finally becoming Morganstown after Morgan Williams, the former owner of the Ty'n Y Berllan farm.

Pantmawr A new estate named after a former farm house in the area. “Pant Mawr” is Welsh for “Great Hollow” or “Great Valley”. The farm was possibly called this as it sat in a valley at the bottom of Rhiwbina Hill.

Pentrebane Like many of the newer suburbs, it took its name from the farm it replaced. Pentre is typically an extended version of the word “Tre” which is “Town”, while Bane (or Baen) may refer to the Christian name of Payne, so literally "Payne's Town". Who was this Payne? It is unclear, it may have been the farm’s owner but records are hard to find.

Pentwyn Another modern estate named after a farm - Pentwyn Farm. "Pen” is the Welsh for a hill top, while “Twyn” is Welsh for another geological feature, a sand dune - so possibly “Sandy Hilltop”? The area does have sandy subsoil so its very possible this area was sandy centuries ago.

Pentyrch Another hilltop, this time suggesting the presence of wild boar as the “Tyrch” is believed to be a misspelling of the Welsh “Twrch” which means a boar or hog. Wild boars are native to the UK and were a fairly common sight before being hunted to extinction in the 13th or 14 century. 

Penylan Largely disputed, on the one hand it may mean Head (Pen) of the (Y) Church (Llan), or possibly "Church on the hilltop" or even Rolling Hills (”lan” can also mean “rolling”). It's probably none of these, it's probably named after another farm!

Plasnewydd

“Plas” is Welsh for “Place”, while “newydd” means “new” so literally 'New Place' referring to a 17th Century manor house which would later become colloquially known as “Roath Castle” on account of its battlements (an 18th century addition). Today the building operates as the Mackintosh Sports Club (pictured). 

Pontprennau Another modern suburb named after a farm, Pontprennau literally translates into "Bridge of Trees". Ponprennau Farm was located alongside the stream known as ‘Nant Pontprennau’ (a tributary of the River Rhymney) and was surrounded by a number of small forests. The farm was demolished and neighbouring lands were developed in the 1980s and 1990s to create the Pontprennau housing estate. Ironically, the site of the original farm house lies as vacant overgrown wasteland just south of Cardiff Gate Business Park.

Radyr The generally accepted theory is that it is a corruption of the Welsh word “Aradur”, whose origins lie in the Latin word “oratorium” meaning “House of Prayer”. Other potential sources include the Welsh “y rhâd dir” meaning “The Free Land” or even “rhaiadr” meaning “waterfall” - however, with no known waterfalls in the area this seems implausible.

Rhiwbina A mutation of “Rhiw Bueno”, the Welsh word "Rhiw" is a slope so a literal translation would be “Bueno’s Slope”. St. Bueno was a 7th century Welsh abbot and a descendant of Briton Warlord Vortigern (see Llanedeyrn), who is said to have held services and performed miracles on the slope up to the Wenallt.

Rhydlafar A 21st century housing estate constructed on the site of a former American military hospital. American soldiers wounded (and killed) during the Battle of Normandy were transported here from the nearby Creigiau Railway Station before being shipped back across the Atlantic. The hospital and subsequent estate took the name “Rhyd Lafar” from a nearby stream. “Rhyd”, is Welsh for brook while ‘llafar’ means “talking”, or more specifically “babbling” - so “The Babbling Brook”.

Rhydwaedlyd From “the Babbling Brook” to “the Bloody Brook”, Rhydwaedlyd was the name of a stream south of Rhiwbina over which the modern housing estate was constructed. The blood element alludes to a battle which is believed to have taken place in the area c.1089 between the Welsh and the Anglo-Normans in which it is alleged that the last king of Morgannwg ‘Iestyn ap Gwrgant’ was killed. Historians believe Gwrgant actually died 4 years later in North Wales, but local legend disagrees, and let’s not let the facts get in the way of a good story!

The name Rhydwaedlyd has completely fallen out of use and today the estate is part of Rhiwbina, but try telling Google that...

Riverside You don't need that one explaining, surely...

Roath An Anglicised form of the Welsh “Y Rhath” and most likely linked to the Latin word “ratae” and Gaelic word “ráth” which all mean “earthworks” or “fortification”. The name possibly alludes to a historic settlement in the area, most likely Roman due to its proximity to the former Roman road between Isca (Caerleon) and Nedum (Neath) now known as 'Newport Road'.

Rumney & Llanrumney An Anglicisation of the nearby river Rhymney, while Llanrumney simply means “Church on the Rhymney”. It has also been spelt “Romney” and “Rompney” over time (hence local pub “The Rompney Castle”).

Splott Don't let anybody tell you it's a shortening of the phrase "God's Plot", it's not. A more likely explanation is it's an Anglicisation of the Welsh word 'ysblad' meaning a flat plot of land, referencing the large number of allotments in the area (before urbanisation).

St Fagans Named after a (possibly legendary) 2nd century Italian Bishop by the name of Faganus who was said to have been sent to Britain by Pope Eleutherius (171 - 193 AD) to preach the gospel to the followers of Eurwg, one of the Kings of Gwent, and Lucius, King of the Britons. No reliable evidence of the Bishop survives and historians believe he may have been a fabrication to exaggerate the reign of King Lucius, who himself is somewhat shrouded by legend and mystery.

St Mellons No Saint Mellons here I’m afraid - the name is a misspelling of either Mellonius, a 4th Century Bishop of Rouen, or possibly Melaine a 6th Century Bishop of Rennes one of whom was believed to have been born to the east of Cardiff. History books have sadly confused the two so we may never know categorically which is the correct one. In Welsh it is “Llaneirwg”, literally the church of Eirwg/Eurwg, King of Gwent.

Thornhill Originally 'Thorntree Hill', probably a reference to the dense woodland covering the southern slope of the Wenallt (or Wenallt Hill) to the north of Cardiff. Now the name given to the large modern suburb constructed to the south of the Wenallt in the 1980s.

Tongwynlais From the Welsh “Ton” meaning a “Fallow Land”, and either “Gwynlas” meaning a pale or light blue, or “Gwnlais” meaning a stream alluding to the River Taff which runs right through Tongwynlais. In the 18th Century when the Taff was used as a primary transport route for industry from Merthyr to the port of Cardiff, Tongwynlais was an important suburb.

Tredegarville

Refers to an Edwardian upmarket corner of what is modern day Roath. The large town houses and villas were constructed by the Tredegar family, so the name “Tredegar Villas” probably became “Tredegarville” over time. Generally considered part of Roath, although the name is still in popular use.

Tremorfa In Welsh “Morfa” can refer to a a bog or marshy area, typically by the sea. ‘Tre’ means town or settlement, so a literal translation would be “Town on the Marsh”.

Trowbridge Modern suburb named after "Trowbridge Farm" which was the largest farm in the area at the time of the estate being constructed. The origin of the farm’s name is believed to be a misspelling of “tree bridge”, although anecdotal evidence suggests it may in fact have a link to the town of Trowbridge in Wiltshire.

Whitchurch A simple one to finish, quite simply "white church" in reference to the 12th Century chapel of St Mary's which was believed to be painted white. Despite being rebuilt in the 17th century, the church was replaced completely in 1885 by the modern day St Mary's Church.

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Movin’On by Michelin: A Brainstorming Session With the Best Minds in Mobility

Mobility and green transportation conferences are all the rage nowadays, but Michelin hosted its first such event way back in 1998. By 2004 the event started roving around the world with the name Michelin Challenge Bibendum. In 2017 it came to Montreal and was renamed Movin’On. That name and location have stuck for 2018, and we attended to find out what the world’s leading mobility innovators were doing to guarantee that Earth’s burgeoning population will be able to get around for another 50 years without killing the planet. This year’s theme: Bringing Global, Smart, Sustainable and Multimodal Mobility to Life. Below is a tiny sample of what the sold-out crowd of thousands learned at the myriad conferences, working sessions, and labs presented at the three-day event.

Tire Teachings

Printed Treads. Americans hate thinking about tires. For this reason, we mostly buy all-season tires with tread-life ratings long enough to outlive our lease or loan. Great technological leaps make this feasible (tread compounds that vary with tread depth, channels and sipes that vary in width the deeper they go, etc.). Still, carrying all that extra rubber around for the first half of the tire’s life increases mass, inertia, rolling resistance, and hence fuel consumption. Michelin’s solution: a speedy process of 3D tread printing performed with the tires on the car while you wait. Print me six months of summer tread, then print me six months of winter tread. In each case, the depth will be minimal. This concept made its debut on Michelin’s Tweel-derived Vision Concept airless tire, but the idea works (and will inevitably roll out first) on a traditional pneumatic tire. Green bonus: Frequent retreading keeps the tire carcass out of the landfill. And as for thinking about the tires? Connected tire technology will keep the driver informed as to when a retread is called for and could even suggest optimal tread patterns and depths tailored to the owner’s driving style. Folks doing burnouts in Dodge Demons may need to print a lot more tread depth.

Regulate us! Michelin CEO Jean-Dominique Senard all but called for regulation to prohibit replacement of tires that still have life left in them as a means to eliminate what Michelin pegs as 400 million tires currently being sent to landfills before their time. An industrialist begging for regulation? That’s pretty jarring for American ears to hear, but it may be motivated by the extensive work Michelin has done to ensure that its tires perform—if not equally well in all respects, then at least with safety equivalent to that of new tires. For this reason, in jurisdictions that require tire performance ratings (like Europe, which gives letter grades), Senard and Michelin have been pushing to amend the regulation to require testing of both worn and new tires. And his team urges you to use your Michelins right down to their 2/32-inch wear bars. A future change in the business model could also achieve this goal. A great example: The airline industry pays for its tires by the number of landings they survive, not per tire. Michelin maintains them (retreading them as many as three times) to maximize the landings each tire can manage before it’s replaced.

80 in ’48. Today, Michelin tires are composed of 72 percent petrochemicals, 26 percent biorenewable stuff, and 2 percent recycled materials. But the company has set a goal to increase the total renewable/recycled material bill to 80 percent by 2048 (30 recycled/50 renewable). To help achieve that goal, Michelin just acquired Lehigh Technologies of Atlanta. Lehigh’s Micronized Rubber Powder process first uses liquid nitrogen to supercool shredded rubber. The rubber then feeds through a turbo mill (imagine a jet engine with teeth) that pulverizes it into nanoparticles (105–400 microns in size). Michelin mostly buys the smallest particles, because they can comprise 10 percent of the tread compound (the larger particles can only account for 2 percent). Lehigh’s current feedstock comes from whole tires, but micropowders made exclusively from tread compounds could someday increase the permissible blend percentage. Finally, Michelin’s project BioButterfly aims to find a biomass substitute for the petrochemical biobutadien that most tiremakers use. The project is presently assessing wood chips or pulp and beets that are first converted to an alcohol and then to biobutadien. Michelin’s 80 in ’48 plan is expected to save 33 million barrels of oil.

Sustainable Boats

Youthful French startup Zéphyr & Borée seeks to bring the latest America’s Cup windenergy tech to the sea-shipping business. Its goal is to reduce a cargo ship’s carbon footprint by 70 percent via a combination of hybridized propulsion and the use of rigid two-panel airfoil sails. Designed in conjunction with naval architecture firm VPLP, maritime engineering company AVELAJ, and a consortium of university research centers, Z&B is now in talks with various companies to build the sail concept. Unlike cloth sails, which are typically held perpendicular to a stiff wind (causing the boat to lean), the rigid wing sails transmit their maximum thrust at a much smaller angle of attack, so there’s vastly less tipping force on the hull. A 15-knot wind is said to provide 30 percent of the ship’s propulsive force, while a 30-knot side wind can independently propel the ship. Payback for the technology is estimated at six years.

Neoline, a startup hailing from Nantes, France, is also proposing a return to sails, but its Neoliner employs 41,400 square feet of good old-fashioned cloth sails. The ship uses fore and aft pairs of main sheets (with masts mounted to the side of the hull, not the center where they might reduce cargo capacity), plus two jib sheets—one at the bow and one amidships. The sails are augmented by 4,700 horsepower of diesel-electric propulsion (a natural gas option is under investigation), but the Neoliner’s emissions are slashed by 90 percent when it operates by wind power. The proposed ship is configured with two large ramps, one at the stern and one on the starboard aft side, for easy roll-on-roll-off cargo loading. Because the ship has been designed using parts already in production, it’s expected to launch in 2020.

The SeaBubbles electric water taxi seeks to “make our cities flow again.” Its parlor trick: three hydrofoils that let this little boat hover efficiently above the water and wake as soon as it hits about 7 mph. Top speed for this four-passenger (plus pilot) open or closed boat is about 35 mph. This first version is intended only for use on inland lakes, rivers, and closed bays. A 20-kW-hr battery lasts about 3 hours and takes approximately 2 hours to recharge on a (20-kW) Level 2 charger. Five prototypes have already been built, and the company has 20 preorders that are projected for delivery in the summer of 2019. Those have sold for €140,000 ($163,674) each.

Another Hyperloop

Valencia Spain–based startup Zeleros is working on its own unique hyperloop concept. This hyperloop differs from SpaceX’s Hyperloop Alpha concept in its propulsion and suspension designs. The Zeleros approach aims to drastically reduce the cost per mile of the tube infrastructure. Instead of being accelerated by linear magnets, the Zeleros concept operates in a mild vacuum (0.7 psi below normal pressure, or similar to an airplane cabin) and uses aerodynamic propulsion. A compressor sucks air from in front of the pod and expels it out the back. And instead of magnetic levitation, it uses magnetic attraction to the roof of the tube. This setup involves vastly less copper and less energy to operate. The Zeleros team won Top Design Concept and Propulsion/Compression Subsystem Technical Excellence awards from SpaceX at 2016’s Hyperloop Design Weekend. It’s gone on to build a scale prototype and is seeking funding for a 2-km full scale test track next year. Zeleros believes this design will be better optimized for the longest hyperloop routes, with a projected top speed of more than 600 mph.

Cycles

VUF 4R’s new riff on the three-wheeled granny-trike involves a tricky rear suspension that lets the whole thing lean into corners. The cool thing is that as it does so, a platform behind the rider’s seat remains flat and level. It’s perfect for accommodating a cargo delivery box, or a trailer hitch for a dualie (bike-tired) trailer capable of larger loads. The trike can carry an impressive 660 pounds. It has pedals, but there’s a Shimano DU-E6001 0.3-hp/37-lb-ft electric motor fed by a 418-W-hr battery to help get those loads moving and assist on hills. Intended for urban deliver duty, the trike also has a parking brake to hold it steady when you need to unload it on an incline. Pricing was not available at press time.

Think of the SnikkyBike as a cross between a scooter and a scaled-down penny-farthing bicycle. There’s no seat; you stand on this super-short-wheelbase (28-inch) two-wheeler and motor around via the 16-inch power-hub rear wheel. The 27.5-inch front wheel steers and takes the bigger bumps better. The aluminum bike weighs around 34 pounds, so it’s easy to carry up to an apartment. Or chain it at the street and bring up just the 9-pound 500-W-hr battery (it’s good for about 15 miles of range and charges in 3 to 4 hours from a 120-volt household plug). The rear wheel provides regenerative braking, and the front gets a traditional rim-clamp brake. Expect to pay $1,800 Canadian ($1,390 U.S.) when it goes on sale later this year.

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[daveywankenobie]

My last post was deep and reflective. It was an effort to deal with some very deep feelings, and it did.

I felt somehow purged after writing it – and the feedback both publicly and privately was both humbling and heartfelt. I can’t thank those who took the time to reach out enough. Your words (and sometimes tears) meant everything to me.

In a very buoyant frame of mind I’ve taken some time today to look through the photos that I FORCED myself to take and keep – regardless of how they made me feel at the time. Many of them I felt showed me in a poor light and I was intensely embarrassed when I looked at my own image.

However I don’t regret taking a single one because today I’ve been able to look back over the feelings and thoughts that I experienced on my journey and milestones so far and see the progression thats happened over the last year – starting on the 26th January 2016.

However from my blog’s perspective it really started on the 10th February when I began writing and shortly after tried to walk somewhere and use my exercise bike.

The walking distance I was capable of (which at the time tore both my calf muscles and the plantar tendon in the base of my right foot) was roughly the end of my street or just past the beer garden at a local pub (the Saxon Mill). On my bike I managed around 0.4 miles before I was in agony and couldn’t breathe.

However I’d stopped drinking and was beginning to think about improving my health. It took a while though as I’d decided that I needed to be certain that was a thing of the past before I tried to diet.

My brother took a sneaky photo following this in mid March – which (if you take into account the picture above my head) says much about our mutual tendency to take the mickey out of eachother, but even more about how far I’d fallen health wise. My face, arms and stomach are swollen and bloated – just like the rest of me.

However, quietly sitting on my wrist (although I didn’t know at the time) was my new best friend.

On the 14th April I finished an intensive four week recovery programme which used Cognitive Behavioural Therapy and mindfulness to help me explore my relationship with alcohol, food, and the recent death of my mother.

I’d promised myself that As soon as this was complete I’d start a diet plan of some kind – so I did. On the 16th of April I joined Slimming World.

This was a truly terrifying and horrible day – but also the start of something wonderful. I was 34st 8.5lbs when I stepped on the scales, and could hardly fit on the little red chairs in the school hall.

I cried myself to a standstill writing my blog later that evening.

Two weeks after starting I’d lost eight pounds. In many ways I was still a little in denial about the task at hand – but feeling more positive. In early May I tried to walk small distances again – and found that I couldn’t do even 1/3 of a lap of the park near to where I worked (Arrow Valley in Redditch) but persisted and also started trying to walk around St Nicholas Park in Warwick.

This started twin addictions – one for walking in the park, and the other related to a group of cygnets that I spotted. Ultimately only one of them survived – and that day (forgetting what a baby swan was called) I christened it ‘The Swanling‘ – but please don’t ask me which one is which!.

I’d also started collecting certificates and stickers. This too would become something of an addiction…

However I was initially struggling to understand the SW plan. I’d begun to eat things in the wrong quantities and had my first blip quite early on – which knocked my confidence. For the first (and last) time I stomped out of the group without staying for the talk. It was a big mistake.

I spent the week hating myself needlessly.

At this point I started realising that the Apple Watch on my arm might be more than just a toy – and began (hamfistedly) trying to track my walking progress. I still couldn’t walk far – but by the 3rd of June I was able to do a single lap of Arrow Valley or St Nicholas.

The crappy app I used gave continually unreliable stats – but I was (with a LOT of sitting) beginning to gradually improve.

Sometimes I found the whole process really demoralising though and at times was in near constant pain – tearing muscle after muscle as well as still suffering badly with plantar heel and tendon problems.

Slimming World however seemed to know just when I needed picking up, and around this time I quite unexpectedly got an award. On the 18th June I was voted my group’s man of the year – and also picked up my 2 stone award.

At this point I was still taking 5 pills a day for my type 2 diabetes – but for the first time on the 12th of July I had become fit enough to walk down the hill near my house to a diabetic retinopathy screening and back up again.

It was a massive milestone for me, but also an annoying reminder that chairs with arms were still my natural predator.

On the plus side all the extra activity meant the certificates kept rolling in during July and by the end of it I was 3.5 stone lighter. This was a much needed morale boost, because by then I’d also been made redundant…

However, despite no small degree of sadness I tried to see it as an opportunity and a new beginning rather than an end. The weather was good in August and I was loving my walking!

It was around this time that a chance photo with a friend who was exhibiting at the Leamington Art in the Park festival (she’s very talented) made me realise just how far I’d come. All of the extra notches that I’d had to make in my belt suddenly became really apparent when it slipped out of it’s loop.

At the time I realised I’d lost around 8 inches from my waist.

This REALLY spurred me on – and I began to test myself more and more.

In August I returned to Aberystwyth (my university town – and somewhere I love) and climbed constitution hill which was followed by a bath for the first time in around a decade. On the way home the next day I then walked around the medium difficulty trail at Nant Yr Arian’s forestry commission which was something I never thought I’d be able to manage.

Until I did.

I finally rounded off the month by conquering a fear that had been with me for ages. I caught the train to Birmingham and left my car behind. I had to make my way under my own steam – and there was no backup plan.

My trip was enjoyable, but also a mixed bag, and my shirt was embarrassingly soaked with sweat from the heat in the museum that I had wanted to visit. Although I’d done it I still felt like I stood out in a crowd and was very self conscious.

However I did do it – and a friend pointed out to me around this time that I had (in a week) walked the length of the English Channel. Filled with enthusiasm from this I rather whimsically set myself the goal of walking the slightly longer channel tunnel length (31.5 miles) the following week.

August also heralded more certificate successes and by the end of the month I’d lost over four and a half stone…

In September the idea of walking virtual geographical distances mushroomed a little when a lady at Slimming World casually suggested that I expand my horizons and track my progress across the globe on a larger scale.

I decided to run with this idea and plot my walking progress from the moment I joined SW – mapping it onto a virtual walk from Lands end to John o Groats (847 miles). I realised that (thanks to the friend on my wrist tracking everything that I’d done since buying it) that I was already a good way toward my goal and that I now walking around 134 miles a month!!!

I also tried to conquer my (still) nagging negative feelings about travelling to Birmingham under my own steam and not long after made a trip to the Electric cinema (something I’d wanted to do for many years but couldn’t) which was still a squeeze – even with their front row premium seats.

Thanks to around another stone being gone, September heralded a noticeable increase in mobility and I found myself exploring all over the place – often with four legged companions!

Unusually the English summer just kept on going in 2016 and October was also a great month. I spent some time exploring Hay Wood locally, got re-acquainted with canal walking, took home my six and a half stone certificate – and also managed to make it around the whole of Cardiff Bay!

To put a cherry on October’s cake I also managed to get the group’s ‘Mr Sleek’ award (and a fetching tie) as well as a seven stone award – which happens to be THE WEIGHT OF A FRIDGE FREEZER!!!

  November started to get a little chillier – and since I’m getting thin on top I embarked upon a new relationship to keep me warm in the cold winter evenings. Me and peaky are still very happy together and have yet to fall out!

Peaky kept my head warm as the leaves fell from the trees and winter drew nearer and (despite a pretty epic episode of shin splints in my left leg which is frikkin painful!!!) I managed to get some more bling, walk across the completely unmanaged and overgrown Ryton Woods (making my leg waaaaay worse like an idiot) play with a cute puppy in group and take a small fortune’s worth of huge clothes to charity.

By the time December arrived I was still motivated – but probably somewhat unsurprisingly given the time of year things slowed down – both mentally and physically. I became obsessed with the idea of reaching a ‘plateau’ and that somehow I would fail.

In reality (looking back) I was always moving forward – and just occasionally admiring the view.

Thanks to my Slimming World group and friends I stayed largely on plan throughout Christmas – even walking six miles to my brother’s house for and back for dinner on Xmas day (with an epic blister all taped up) just to ensure I wasn’t naughty.

Christmas had no bottles of Southern Comfort as was traditional for me for many years past and was powered only by the magic of weaponised caffeine.

And so we come to January.

It’s not over yet – but by the end of it I’m hoping that I’ll have my ten stone certificate. 

So far this month has seen me hit my target of walking from Land’s end to John O Groats, have my first (unsuccessful) job interview in a decade and a half, meet more dogs, start to massively increase my cardio based exercise and walk the length of the Stratford Greenway.

To make me even happier, the swanling in St Nicholas park has survived, and is flourishing. It gets a bit more beautiful every day.

So – that’s my year, and you know what? For the very first time in nearly a decade I can look back on the last twelve months of my life and feel a sense of pride.

Furthermore I feel something else to. Hope.

I no longer take medication for my diabetes (which appears to be in full retreat) and I’m far less likely to die a really early death. I’m fitter than I think I’ve ever been at any time I can remember.

I love life at the moment internet – and I can’t wait to see what the next year has in store. I hope you’re here to find out with me!

Davey

    Year one retrospective My last post was deep and reflective. It was an effort to deal with some very deep feelings, …

[lawrencejoefish]

Back re editing Nant Mill scenes, I just love the colours in the first scene and would eventually like to print it possibly onto aluminium. Camera is still in Poland so I'm not making any new images so back to my computer and trolling through 2016 files. #visitcymru #waterfallsofinstagram #autumnlight #nature_perfection (at Nant Mill Woods) https://www.instagram.com/p/Clqobjoj-cY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lawrencejoefish]

I had a deep dive into a hard drive yesterday and way back in 2015 I took my family to Nante Mills for a family portrait which was a great excuse for some landscape photography. These images have been reworked but I can really see how immature they are compared to my photography now, I am pleased with how my technique has improved and my knowledge has grown, I feel that yes its down to practice but also through the amazing YouTube videos of people like @peggyclear @nigel.danson and @fototripper to name a few who have selflessly shared their knowledge. Thanks in part to them I feel I'm getting better at creating the images I strive to create but where are all the female photographers? (at Nant Mill Woods) https://www.instagram.com/p/CllLYV_M9zT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=