Rushlights

Well I'm laid up for awhile with the weather, and one thing and another no doubt it'll pick up the second week in March as I've then three hospital appointments two days apart I bet it's cracking flags then ! but to keep the Blog flowing I'll dig into the diary archives

I usually make a batch of Rushlights each year and August is a good month for collecting so parked at the top of Thursden Valley on the Colne to Hebden Bridge road

looking over Robin wood house ruin to where I'm going

left the van at the end of the oil prospecting track SD 91501 33808 and walked along it with views of Cludders Slack (great name) to my right

came upon the rushes from last year but although it was rather boggy, (check the stick no effort to push in and no bottom), they were not as big as I remembered them from last year

Teddy used some hand crafted Damascus steel Bushcraft scissors to cut a clump (O.K. £1.25 for three pair in home bargains) with the Dove stone at the left hand end of the skyline rocks

On the way back stopped to photograph and share "Zen and the art of dry stone walling" at Coldwell reservoir look to the end of the wall over the road

miles of cut stone all the way around the reservoir

courses remain level

a different hollow from above (check the trees)

I think this puts the Tate modern and Turner art prizes to shame.back home and lit the garden chimera and opened a Cider to process the rushes

before filling with water and putting on a grid and weight to soak for a week

metal bashing turned a piece of 1/8" mild steel into a "Grisset" which is the traditional boat shaped pan for melting the grease in the ashes of the fire, though my idea is to put a couple of night lights under it.The best mix so far is Tallow and Beeswax pull the rushes through and hang up to drip dry.

The rushes I gathered had been in a plastic storage bin with a metal grid and a granite egg keeping them under water for 9 days.So after tea I set too and peeled them.  Leaving a thin strip of green to hold the pith together.Took just over 3 hours :-

Here's the Rushlight holder and a glass of rush spills bleaching and drying in the sun

We've had a couple of nights with them and the fire as only light source and found them fine at 45* and a couple of inches was good for 5 minutes on the coffee table between our chairs and you could read no problem even more so as it burnt shorter then both ends were lit. I've cut a tin full at 6" just for this.I'm dipping them in the bird hide at the back of my shed as I had a brew stove set up in there but it makes it hard to photograph as it's only about 4ft wide, Here's a photo of one burning in the kitchen I put my finger over the flash to cut some of it down.The Nips have a spring fitted just as an experiment but I found it tended to crush the Rushlight and wasn't needed to hold it at 45* so I took it off .No noticeable smell when burning either

Rather than leaving out in the dew and drying in the sun I tied the last bunch up in a bundle and left them on the stove over night. No problems they dried and dipped fine.Lots of very small air bubbles coming out of the pith when a hand full dropped in the "Grisset" as the tallow/wax was soaked up

The Selbourne letters are on line at the Guttenburg project --here's an extract ( I bought the paper back 2nd hand on the Settle Tuesday market for a bed time read)

"To The Honourable Daines Barrington Selborne, Nov. 1, 1775.
Dear Sir,

Hic ... taedae pingues, hic plurimus ignis
Semper, et assidua postes fuligine nigri.

I shall make no apology for troubling you with the detail of a very
simple piece of domestic Economy, being satisfied that you think
nothing beneath your attention that tends to utility: the matter
alluded to is the use of rushes instead of candles, which I am well
aware prevails in many districts besides this; but as I know there
are countries also where it does not obtain, and as I have
considered the subject with some degree of exactness, I shall
proceed in my humble story, and leave you to judge of the
expediency.

The proper species of rush for this purpose seems to be the juncus
effusus, or common soft rush, which is to be found in most moist
pastures, by the sides of streams, and under hedges. These rushes
are in best condition in the height of summer; but may be gathered,
so as to serve the purpose well, quite on to autumn. It would be
needless to add that the largest and longest are best. Decayed
labourers, women, and children, make it their business to procure
and prepare them. As soon as they are cut they must be flung into
water, and kept there; for otherwise they will dry and shrink, and
the peel will not run. At first a person would find it no easy matter
to divest a rush of its peel or rind, so as to leave one regular,
narrow, even rib from top to bottom that may support the pith: but
this, like other feats, soon becomes familiar even to children; and
we have seen an old woman, stone-blind, performing this business
with great dispatch, and seldom failing to strip them with the nicest
regularity. When these junci are thus far prepared, they must lie out
on the grass to be bleached, and take the dew for some nights, and
afterwards be dried in the sun.

Some address is required in dipping these rushes in the scalding fat
or grease; but this knack also is to be attained by practice. The
careful wife of an industrious Hampshire labourer obtains all her
fat for nothing; for she saves the scumrnings of her bacon-pot for
this use; and, if the grease abounds with salt, she causes the salt to
precipitate to the bottom, by setting the scummings in a warm
oven. Where hogs are not much in use, and especially by the sea-
side, the coarser animal oils will come very cheap. A pound of
common grease may be procured for four pence; and about six
pounds of grease will dip a pound of rushes; and one pound of
rushes may be bought for one shilling: so that a pound of rushes,
medicated and ready for use, will cost three shillings. If men that
keep bees will mix a little wax with the grease, it will give it a
consistency, and render it more cleanly, and make the rushes burn
longer: mutton-suet would have the same effect.

A good rush, which measured in length two feet four inches and an
half, being minuted, burnt only three minutes short of an hour: and
a rush still of greater length has been known to burn one hour and a
quarter.

These rushes give a good clear light. Watch-lights (coated with
tallow), it is true, shed a dismal one, 'darkness visible'; but then the
wicks of those have two ribs of the rind, or peel, to support the
pith, while the wick of the dipped rush has but one. The two ribs
are intended to impede the progress of the flame, and make the
candle last.

In a pound of dry rushes, avoirdupois, which I caused to be
weighed and numbered, we found upwards of one thousand six
hundred individuals. Now suppose each of these burns, one with
another, only half an hour, then a poor man will purchase eight
hundred hours of light, a time exceeding thirty-three entire days,
for three shillings. According to this account each rush, before
dipping, costs 1/33 of a farthing, and 1/11 afterwards. Thus a poor
family will enjoy 5&1/2 hours of comfortable light for a farthing.
An experienced old housekeeper assures me that one pound and a
half of rushes completely supplies his family the year round, since
working people burn no candle in the long days, because they rise
and go to bed by daylight.

Little farmers use rushes much in the short days, both morning and
evening in the dairy and kitchen; but the very poor, who are always
the worst economists, and therefore must continue very poor, buy
an halfpenny candle every evening, which, in their blowing open
rooms, does not burn much more than two hours. Thus have they
only two hours' light for their money instead of eleven.
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here's another link http://www.oldandinteresting.com/rushlights.aspx
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Between 1313 – 1433 there was at the selling price - a 22 times multiple difference in the price of wax against that of tallow (say 11 old shillings to 6 old pence for a pound of candles).
In 1468 if tallow candle makers bought a pound of tallow for ½ penny he should sell it for 1 penny allowing ¼ penny for the wick and ¼ penny for his time.
Whereas wax chandlers (candle makers) sold candles for 2 shillings a pound (24 old pence) having paid 6 pence for the wax.
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So wax candles not only cost more but sell for a far higher margin. This can perhaps only be the result of supply and demand.
Wax candles were used by the Church – the notion being – ‘bees came direct from paradise’.
Wax is the wax of bees.
Tallow is the rendering (boiling/heating) down of animal fat (oxen, deer, sheep) from the slaughter house. Tallow splutters gives off black smoke and is not kind to the eyes and nose. Being far cheaper and hence in greater demand and also used for soap - Russia for example supplied prodigious quantities in the late 1400s. Whereas Venice supplied (due to its trading network) untreated bees wax and beeswax candles to Europe.
Rushlights – the common soft rush found in moist pastures and under damp hedgerows by the sides of streams are best in the height of summer. Cut and soak them in water, eventually peel and produce a series of narrow strips from top to bottom, leave out on dewy nights and sun dry. Tallow is first scalded and strips dipped into it and into the remains of fat in the bacon pan (evidently a lot of that fat). 6 pounds of fat were used to a pound of rushes. A little added beeswax or ‘mutton suet’ made it cleaner to handle.
A holder different from a candlestick was needed – namely a scissor like iron grip holder arising from a block of wood.
Candle wicks were at best coarse cords of cotton (known as ‘cotton rovings’ – often imported from Turkey). Four or more skeins (lengths) are wound off cut to length doubled or twisted to leave a loop at one end. Candle wicks could be a problem if they charred as they burnt down leaving a black smouldering tail as this would give off a lot of unpleasant black smoke; hence small wick cutters were often available to trim the wick.
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Maybe it shows that I'm easily amused but I just thought I'd share
cheers all Danny

The Truth will set you Free - Alasdair (acoustic)

Teddy Tours - the Fire King

About 2 miles from home at Thornton in Craven there's a disused flooded quarry at SD91088-48805 I decided that even though we have a flint and steel lit fire everyday at home

(house hot water and central heating from stove in front room)

I'd do one out in the woods and give my stove collection a rest.
So unrolling a piece of rubber backed carpet to kneel on and tinder tin at the ready with a roll of birch bark some hemp fiber and fluffed sizal string made into a nest and some fat pine spills cut

I gathered some dead wood, and did a quick piece of carving, while in the village the other day I'd spotted a brass candle nightlight holder and for some reason thought of making a crown for a Fire Idol ? So sawing off the bottom and a quick polish gives a crown, a spark onto charcloth a quick blow and the pine fat wood was away

fire was soon going and one and a half billies of packed snow gave enough water to boil the roasting bag of beans and sliced smoked cabanos, eaten out of roasting bag, water used for a brew and there's no washing up. I quite often take some of the night befores curry or chillie out this way

the King smokes his pipe

the Bear opens the Bar

the King begins to suspect something

the Bear serves up chillied backed beans with smoked cabanos and buttered french stick with a South African Shiraz

Long live the King

thank's to the Wicker Man for the starting quote of :-
"Who but a fool would be King for a day ?"

There's already another King in waiting

 this time riding into Valhala on a Unicorn

just thought I'd share cheers all Danny

Teddy Tours Ease Gill Kirk

Spicy Lamb Samosas,Beans,Rye bread,South African Pinotage,ground Coffee.

Teddy’s Fir cone and piece of seaweed gave today the best day of the week, parked at Bull Pot Farm 

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and set off down the valley towards Ease Gill Kirk, looking back at the Farm

the Bear wanted a detour to Lancaster Hole to see the Trolls

none in sight but it’s tackled up

this is the dry river bed of Ease Gill

but I stayed to the right and headed to the water outflow at Leck Beck Head

which was in full flow

then crossed over to the start of Ease Gill and began to follow it upstream

the Bear found a Henry Moore or is it a Barbara Hepworth ?

the Gill took on a lost world feel

then we arrived at the Kirk

with several caves all around

Set up the Samosa Cafe and brewed a drip Lavazza

it was good to find another way out from the Kirk, as it had been a scramble to get there, but looking downstream with your back to the Kirk, there’s a path up the left hand side
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which loops around and joins the path from Leck, then comes to a cross roads one crosses photo #5 to go back to Bull Pot Farm one goes in the direction of Leck Fell House and straight ahead follows the dry valley up, looking down the dry valley

 and looking up

with some spacy looking trees hanging on, this ones for Francesca

I was intending to follow the valley to the next Waterfall before cutting back across to Bull Pot but my knees were beginning to play up and spotted a handy set of stone steps cut into the hill side which lead back passed Lancaster Hole to join the path back to Bull Pot Farm, with a view back to Gragareth from the top of them

stopped on the road on the way back to photograph back down to Ease Gill

just thought I’d share cheers all Danny

Teddy Tours Thorns Gill

Pork fillet dipped in beaten egg then spiced breadcrumbs, petits pois with baby carrots and mashed potatoes with a grating of Nutmeg, Pinotage wine and a brew.

It was Tilly's comment in the Four Teddy's of Gragareth post that prompted this one,
 So back to December 2009

Friday morning was fine and sunny so I set off, but by Settle it was getting dark and by Horton in Ribblesdale it was slinging it down and by Ribblehead it was turning to snow but by Gearstones it was back sunny again. I parked just off the road on the right before Gearstones and followed an old Bridleway to an ancient stone footbridge spanning Thorns Gill, soon to be the infant River Ribble (B on the map)

 

looking up stream from on the bridge you can see a swirl hole full of small boulders which as they vortex round and round in the current drill ever deeper

 and although it's a Limestone Gill it seems to be collecting Sandstone boulders

 the vortex made some fascinating patterns with the foam flecks

 

Exploring down stream to look up the gorge

 Passing some  fine glacial perched boulders

these are scattered about along the whole walk

 Glacial pebbles like grains of sand

 just over a slight hill the track leads to the ruined farmstead of Thorns

the moss making it seem a forgotten  place yet it's within site of Ribblehead viaduct with all it's hoards of trippers

It was a good excuse to stop for dinner

well the Trough was !

So tenderizedPork fillet (bashed with a spikey mallet) dipped in beaten egg then spiced breadcrumbs and fried in olive oil in an 8" cast iron skillet, peas and carrots kept warm on a solid fuel tablet stove, and Smash mashed spuds which seems to have drastically improved just lately ? with a sprinkling of grated Nutmeg, and a brew with the left over water, the wine was a South African Kumala Pinotage and Shiraz

 with the view to Park fell and Inglebourgh

 and a puddle freezing, as I watched, by the doorway

 with a last look at the Thorns farmstead

 I followed the Ribble way round and over a modern footbridge further up Thorns gill, and back to the road below Gearstones
just thought I'd share cheers all Danny