Milecastle 4 And The Gate That Never Was
By Peter Angus
The following theory challenges the initial identification of Roman rubble found on Pilgrim Street, anhd instead proposes that these remains are part of a reused gateway built into the extension of Hadrian’s Wall to Segedunum.
Plan of the Rivers Tyne & Wear — Casson’s Map of 1801
This document is a survey of the coalfields of the rivers Tyne and Wear in 1801. The map also shows the major towns and rivers at the time, as well as important infrastructure such as waggonways and staithes.
Is This The Start of the Vallum in Newcastle?
The oldest map of the town might provide a clue to this mystery…
Possible Roman Navigation Features at The Mouth of The River Tyne
By William Trow
“The following text explains my idea, from evidence found, how the Romans could have created a permanent high tide allowing navigation up to Newburn or Wylam at all times.”
The Lost Waterway of South Shields: Mill Dam Creek
The channel played a vital role in the development of the town both as a waterway and a habour, and once it was dammed with ballast, the Mill Dam formed a bridge between the north and south reaches of the early town that clung to the riverside and clustered around the Market Square.
The Roman Remains That Were Lost Under Swan Hunter
“Just imagine witnessing the first work to build the slipway in 1903. It must have been like one massive uncontrolled archaeological dig, with all sorts of objects being pulled from the mud. Somewhere down there may even be the statue of Hadrian…”
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No air-built castles, and no fairy bowers,
But thou, fair Tynemouth, and thy well-known towers,
Now bid th’ historic muse explore the maze
Of long past years, and tales of other days.
Pride of Northumbria!—from thy crowded port,
Where Europe’s brave commercial sons resort,
Her boasted mines send forth their sable stores,
To buy the varied wealth of distant shores.
Here the tall lighthouse, bold in spiral height,
Glads with its welcome beam the seaman’s sight.
Here, too, the firm redoubt, the rampart’s length,
The death-fraught cannon, and the bastion’s strength,
Hang frowning o’er the briny deep below,
To guard the coast against th’ invading foe.
Here health salubrious spreads her balmy wings,
And woos the sufferer to her saline springs;
And, here the antiquarian strays around
The ruin’d abbey, and its sacred ground.
Jane Harvey
From ‘The Castle of Tynemouth. A Tale’ (1806)
Photograph: Lee Stoneman
Photograph: Lee Stoneman
No air-built castles, and no fairy bowers,
But thou, fair Tynemouth, and thy well-known towers,
Now bid th’ historic muse explore the maze
Of long past years, and tales of other days.
Pride of Northumbria!—from thy crowded port,
Where Europe’s brave commercial sons resort,
Her boasted mines send forth their sable stores,
To buy the varied wealth of distant shores.
Here the tall lighthouse, bold in spiral height,
Glads with its welcome beam the seaman’s sight.
Here, too, the firm redoubt, the rampart’s length,
The death-fraught cannon, and the bastion’s strength,
Hang frowning o’er the briny deep below,
To guard the coast against th’ invading foe.
Here health salubrious spreads her balmy wings,
And woos the sufferer to her saline springs;
And, here the antiquarian strays around
The ruin’d abbey, and its sacred ground.
Jane Harvey
From ‘The Castle of Tynemouth. A Tale’ (1806)
