Hadrian's Wall 1999

The pivot point of our trip to northern England, for me, was to stand at Hadrian's Wall holding the coin of Hadrian given me for Christmas by my cousin. I carried that coin in my jacket pocket the whole way, both with that goal in mind, and also as a sort of good luck token.

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Me, in one of the rare moments I wasn't taping; Melodie, and her Uncle from Northern Ireland, Harry (his boat on my homepage...), high on a windswept ridge near the Scottish border, in the Roman fort at Housteads, on Hadrian's Wall. Aunt Nancy is taking the picture.

The Romans are gone, but the wall is still well guarded.