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Listen While I Play My Green Tahorine

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If you started singing, you're not from Brynderwyn. It's Taho-ryne, not Taho-reen, jeez guys. Your homework for tonight is to practice your Vodean place names. Bribes will be accepted in lieu of passable pronunciation.

Today's journey courtesy of the Lands Survey Department is to the hills outside of Brynderwyn. Hills outside of Brynderwyn? You say those weren't there last time you were here, and you would be right. We had them specially constructed for the purposes of this entry, and after this they will be dismantled and shipped to Myrcia to build a land bridge to Uletha. Recycling is fun, boys and girls!

Brynderwyn started life as your ordinary small, run-of-the-mill port town a little southeast of Nome Marazan, but since its appearance it has become a larger and more colourful city, what with all the pirates running around filling the parking meters with coins whether they need them or not. But in the last couple of days, I have felt that it was time to start charting the land around the city rather than what's in it. I had already mapped a little ridge on the western side of Port Adelaide, separating Lowydd Bay from Brynlais, but it would look a little silly perched out there on its own. And so, it started to grow, and grow, and grow. What was a little ridge last week has become a fully-fledged range, complete with rivers, dams, and corners you wouldn't want to take at more than 20 km/h.

The inspiration for the area comes from the Pacific Motorway between Sydney and Newcastle in New South Wales. The motorway runs through some spectacular mountain country with rivers and wonderful views (I've not travelled on it but I hear it's nice). Essentially, the motorway was built to reduce traffic congestion and to straighten out the very wiggly road between the two cities, and on a map it looks very pleasing. Indeed, it looked so nice that I had to build my own through the Tahorine Range. While it's mostly based on the Pacific Motorway, a little inspiration was also drawn from the Adelaide-Crafers Motorway in South Australia and the Northern Motorway near Puhoi, north of Auckland. In all three cases, a motorway cuts through hill country that old roads have to twist around. Here's the real Pacific Motorway if you're interested. With the realignment of the M1 way to conform to the terrain between Kiau and Brazier Hill, the Colonial Freeway was born.

The terrain itself is based both on the land the Pacific Motorway runs through, and the hill country north of Auckland. The actual design of the terrain is based on the work of our own Turnsole80, who has done some beautiful work with the land between Kingsbury and Lake Corfe. Just between us, I spy on his work every day when I load OGF.

If you haven't had the pleasure of visiting the Tahorine Gorge yet, then you should know that it is rugged. Building a road through it was an almost impossible challenge for decades following the arrival of the Rhysiogans and Ingerish, and even after Cambria gained its independence it still couldn't be done. The Tahorine River is navigable, forget trying to walk alongside it for very far. In the latter half of the 18th century a road was finally pushed through, but it was (and still is) the definition of "treacherous": narrow, winding, and very up-and-down, and in winter the biggest mudbath between Holme and Avington. The road signs call it Plug Road, but the locals refer to it in hushed tones as "the Plug". It's partly based on a road near where I grew up that was very much the same, the only difference being that it was a gravel road; my mother has sworn never to go down it again.

In the 1820s a new road was built following the river past Mount Spencer and Bawden Ridge, opening up some of the country there for crop-growing; a few decades later the Holme-Avington railway came calling, snaking its way around the south to Kiau. By the 1940s increasing amounts of cars on the Tahorine Road were making it very dangerous, and whenever the road was closed due to a crash there was either a long detour around the coast, or a white-knuckle ride through "the Plug". Between 1954 and 1957 the Colonial Freeway began to bypass these tough roads, and these days the trip between Brynderwyn and Marazan is very smooth indeed, although perhaps the views aren't quite as spectacular. The old road is still used, but these days it's more of a tourist drive, and its designation (CA 1) is similar to what other provinces have done with their roads that used to be Highway 1 - turn them into tourist attractions.

It would not be fair to finish this entry without discussing Kiau, which I have mentioned twice above. Kiau and neighbouring Algies Bay are the westernmost extent of my work here for the time being, straddling the boundary between the Brynderwyn District and Marazan City. Kiau sits on an island at the mouth of the Massey River, and at the far end of the Kiau Harbour. It's not very big, but it's peaceful and enjoys a cooler climate than its equatorial neighbours. Across the river is Algies Bay, named for a small seaside town on the Mahurangi Peninsula north of Auckland, and is awaiting construction. Oh, and then there's Elder Point, which is still being planned. These are exciting times for the people of the Colony Coast!

By order of the Lands Survey Department,
ParAvion (talk) 14:46, 3 May 2017 (CEST)

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Please affix your signature and timestamp. Parking 6d per hour.

I've traveled the M1 (formerly the F3) on many, many occasions. It's an amazing piece of engineering, which spectactor cuttings through tens of metres of sandstone. I found a video outlining it's construction on YouTube here. Also, parking should be 7/6 an hour, pay by cash cheque at dawn or we attack. Turnsole80 (talk) 17:18, 3 May 2017 (CEST)

Funny you should mention that video, because I'll raise you with this. Motorway construction and lively string music combines two of my favourite things. And oh yes, Mister Big Shot, is that how you want to play it? My troops will meet you on the field of battle armed with sixpences any day of the week (except Sunday, when parking is free). ParAvion (talk) 01:40, 4 May 2017 (CEST)
Ah the Gladesville Bridge, so pretty :) And such stirring music. Development! Progress! Poop! Poop! Turnsole80 (talk) 22:27, 4 May 2017 (CEST)
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