Scorpio’s World

Thoughts on Politics, Race, and Middle Earth

“Flight To The Ford”

Posted by scorpiomkm on March 19, 2007

Ford of Bruinen

 “The hobbits grew very weary. They advanced slowly, for they had to pick their way through a pathless country, encumbered by fallen trees and tumbled rocks. As long as they could they avoided climbing for Frodo’s sake, and because it was in fact difficult to find any way up out of the narrow dales. They had been two days in this country when the weather turned wet. The wind began to blow steadily out of the West and pour the water of the distant seas on the dark heads of the hills in fine drenching rain. By nightfall they were all soaked, and their camp cheerless, for they could not get any fire to burn. The next day the hills rose still higher and steeper before them, and they were forced to turn away northwards out of their course. Strider seemed to be getting anxious: they were nearly ten days out from Weathertop, and their stock of provisions was beginning to run low. It went on raining.”

                                     ~ From “The Lord of the Rings”




I Commented previously that it was the “Ancient” aspect of things ~ a History ~ that first appealed to me as I first read “The Lord of the Rings”. I felt it first as Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin made the dangerous trek through the ‘Old Forest’. And of course I felt this sense that this Tale had ancient foundations when the ‘Barrow Downs’ nearly cost the hobbits their lives. But it was ‘Weathertop‘ where I KNEW the Story had a History about it, as ancient walls were scattered about the landscape.

Another aspect of “The Lord of the Rings” that to me was so compelling was Tolkien’s attention, respect, and detailed writing of Middle-earth’s geographic and weather effects. Recall that Frodo & Company were accustomed to the coziness of the Shire: not they are thrust into the Wilds were weather and geography is EVERYTHING ~ save the pursuit of “Black Riders”.

Their Journey starts out quite easily, doesn’t it. But once they enter the ‘Old Forest’ and from that point thereafter their Journey to Rivendell becomes extremely dangerous, tiresome, lonely, and mentally weary. Now they’ve escaped the attack of the “Black Riders” atop Weathertop and are walking towards the ‘Last Bridge’ along the River Hoarwell. Frodo is riding on the pony as he is suffering from the knife wound administered by the Witch King. and NOW we see how Weather and Geography truly come into play.

Since I first read this Masterpiece, whenever I’m out in the cold night ~ particularly a cold and rainy night ~ my mind somehow always wanders back to hobbits suffering under the Elements. They’re tired, hungry, cold, and miserable …. yet it’s ALWAYS FORWARD for these stout and very brave Souls. We’ve ‘All’ been out when the cold rain and wind strip us of all sense of comfort, haven’t we. Yet the ‘March of the Hobbits’ through mysterious and dangerous Wilds TO ME is a magnificent Tale in and of itself.

Read and FEEL this:

 “That night they camped on a stony shelf with a rock-wall behind them, in which there was a shallow cave, a mere scoop in the cliff. Frodo was restless. The cold and wet had made his wound more painful than ever, and the ache and sense of deadly chill took away all sleep. He lay tossing and turning and listening fearfully to the stealthy night-noises: wind in chinks of rock, water dripping, a crack, the sudden rattling fall of a loosened stone. He felt that black shapes were advancing to smother him; but when he sat up he saw nothing but the back of Strider sitting hunched up, smoking his pipe, and watching. He lay down again and passed into an uneasy dream, in which he walked on the grass in his garden in the Shire, but it seemed faint and dim, les clear than the tall black shadows that stood looking over the hedge.”



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