The Un-Discovered Islands E-Book

Malachy Tallack

• Herausgeber: Polygon
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

'It's a joy to island-hop through the book. After wowing the world with Sixty Degrees North, Tallack's second book is shaped by the same, clear, sharp prose and keen curiosity. Packed full of intelligent musings on everything from religion to astronomy, alchemy to the occult' - National Geographic Traveller 'This has been a vintage year for books about cartography: Malachy Tallack gave us The Un-Discovered Islands - a swashbuckling romp through 20 islands of the imagination, some of which featured on sea charts for centuries before being proven not to exist' - Scotland on Sunday 'Malachy Tallack is an engaging and fluent writer of essential kindliness' - John MacLeod, Scottish Review of Books 'Tallack teases all this out with great wit and subtlety' - Scotsman 'This is a splendid and wistful book' - Stuart Kelly, Spectator 'One of the best new travel books' - Guardian 'This is a book to cherish and to dip in and out of when time allows' - Lovereading In this new edition, beautifully illustrated with original full-colour maps, are two dozen islands once believed to be real but no longer found on modern maps. These phantom islands are the product of imagination, deception and human error: an archipelago of ex-isles and forgotten lands. From the well-known story of Atlantis to more obscure tales from around the globe, from ancient history right up to the present day, this is an atlas of legend and wonder.

Leseprobe

THEUN - DISCOVEREDISLANDS

Front endpaper:The Carta marina, made by Olaus magnus in 1539.The island of Thule (Tile) is shown in the east to the south-west of the Faroe islands.

THEUN - DISCOVEREDISLANDS

An Archipelago of

Myths and Mysteries, Phantoms and Fakes

MALACHYTALLACK

FIRST PUBLISHED IN 2016 BY POLYGON,AN IMPRINT OF BIRLINN LTD.

THIS EDITION PUBLISHED IN PAPERBACK IN 2020.

Birlinn Ltd

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Copyright © Malachy Tallack, 2016

The right of Malachy Tallack to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the Copyright, Design and Patent Act 1988.

All rights reserved.No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted in any form, or by any means, electronic, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the express written permission of the publishers.

HARDBACK: ISBN 978 1 84697 350 5

PAPERBACK: ISBN 978 1 84697 558 5

EBOOK: ISBN 978 0 85790 345 7

British Library Cataloguing in Publication DataA catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library.

Designed by Jules Akel

Picture research by Jamie Akel

CONTENTS

Introduction

ISLANDS OF LIFE AND DEATH

The Isles of the Blessed

Kibu

Hawaiki

Hufaidh

SETTING OUT

Thule

Fusang

St Brendan’s Island

The Island of Seven Cities

THE AGE OF EXPLORATION

Hy Brasil

Frisland

Davis Land

The Auroras

SUNKEN ISLANDS

Atlantis

The Island of Buss

Sarah Ann Island

Lemuria or Kumari Kandam

FRAUDULENT ISLANDS

Isle Phelipeaux

Javasu

Onaseuse

Crocker Land

RECENT UN-DISCOVERIES

Los Jardines

Terra nova Islands

Bermeja

Sandy Island

Other Un-Discovered Islands

References

Further Reading

Some of these islands never appeared on maps, while others moved location, sometimes more than once. Their positions here should be considered only approximate.

IREMEMBER WELL THE MOTTO OF THE ANDERSON HIGH SCHOOL in Lerwick, displayed on the brightly coloured crest that was fixed to the gates outside. ‘Dö weel and persevere’, it counselled. At some point we pupils must have been told the origin of these words, for they were intimately tied to the place itself. ‘Dö weel and persevere’ was the formative advice given in 1808 to the young man Arthur Anderson, later to be the industrialist Arthur Anderson, co-founder of the P & O shipping company, member of parliament for Orkney and Shetland, and benefactor of the school that still bears his name.

It was not a particularly stirring piece of advice. To me it sounded half-hearted, like the words of an inattentive father patting his son absent-mindedly on the head. But the story of Anderson’s rise from poverty to philanthropy was supposed to inspire young Shetlanders. It was part of the history of our school and the history of our islands. The implication was that, if heeded, these words could help shape our futures too. Hard work and perseverance: those were the lessons that would lead us forward.

Accompanying that motto on the crest were three Viking images – an axe, a longship and a flaming brand – alongside another, more ambiguous inscription. On a yellow scroll across the centre of the emblem were three words in Latin that pointed to a rather different part of our history. ‘Dispecta est Thule’ : Thule was seen.

Though I passed through those gates countless times in my years at school, no teacher ever explained the Latin words they bore, and I never bothered to ask. From somewhere, I had gathered a vague notion that Thule was supposed to be the edge of the world, and that somehow Shetland was it, or at least it once had been. But in my youthful head that word was connected most closely with the Thule Bar down at the harbour, a far more mysterious and tantalising place for a teenage boy.

It was not until several years later, when school was long behind me, that I learned the origin of this motto. Thule was indeed the edge of the world, but it was more than that. It was an island once believed to be real but now absent from the maps. It was a place that was no longer a place. The words themselves came from the Roman historian Tacitus, whose father-in-law, Agricola, was governor of Britain in the late first century AD. Sailing north of mainland Scotland, Agricola had seen Shetland on the horizon and believed it to be Thule, the northernmost point in the classical world. He pinned the label to the islands, but it didn’t stick for long. Thule was seen, and then once again it disappeared.

In hindsight it seems odd that such a phrase was considered a suitable decoration for those gates, since its message so obviously clashed with the one that accompanied it on the crest. According to the school motto, Shetland was as pivotal a place as we, its sons and daughters, wished to make it. Arthur Anderson was an important man – his ships had sailed the world’s oceans – and like him we could go anywhere and do anything. But in those three words from Tacitus, Shetland lost its identity altogether and tumbled off the edge of the map. Hitched to the idea of Thule, we barely even existed at all. It was a peculiar contradiction, but something in that unreal geography appealed to me.

Later I found that the oceans are full of such places: islands discovered and then undiscovered. They have existed in every part of the world, and some appeared on maps for many centuries before finally being erased. These islands have not been lost to rising seas or to earthquakes; they are not the victims of natural disasters. These islands are human in origin, the products of imagination and error.

Gathered in this book is a whole archipelago of un-discovered islands, grouped into six sections. The first are Islands of Life and Death: mythical places, confined to stories. Setting Out introduces islands found by early travellers in the Atlantic and Pacific, when few people knew the world beyond their own shores. The third group emerged during the Age of Exploration, as European sailors began to crisscross the globe with increasing regularity. The fourth are Sunken Lands, once thought to have been submerged; while the fifth are Fraudulent Islands, invented by hoaxers and liars. The sixth and final group are Recent Un-Discoveries, made during the twentieth and twenty-first centuries.

Each of these places has its own story. None is exactly alike. Some have helped to shape entire cultures, while others have been barely noticed. Some are strange and fabulous, while others are utterly believable. All of them reflect in some way the values of their age, and all of them have enriched the geography of the mind. This book seeks to celebrate and commemorate these un-discovered islands, and, through them, tell the story of how we have created our image of the world.

aced with the sky we imagine gods; faced with the ocean we imagine islands. Absence is terrifying, and so we fill the gaps in our knowledge with invented things. These bring us comfort, but they conflict, too, with our desire for certainty and understanding. And sometimes that desire gives us back the absences we sought to fill. For as long as people have been making stories, they have been inventing islands. In literature and in legend, they are there from the very start. For societies living at the sea’s edge, the dream of other shores is the most natural dream there is. Polynesians, Marsh Arabs, the ancient Greeks, the Celts: all imagined lands beyond their horizon. All of them told stories of islands. These places were not quite like the everyday world. They were supernatural regions, where the lines between life and death were blurred. The ocean divides us from other lands, just as death divides us from the living. The crossing can be made, but usually only once. Islands, then, are perfect metaphors for other worlds and afterlives. They are separate and yet connected; they are distant and yet tangible. The sea of death is cluttered with imaginary islands. Today, we try to draw strict lines between facts and fictions. But myth, superstition and religion have been part of human life for as long as we have been human. They have shaped our thinking and guided our actions. The way we comprehend our existence is indivisible from the stories we have told ourselves. So while the islands in this chapter may be mythical, they were no less real for that.

St Brendan holding mass on the back of a whale, from Caspar Plautius, nova Typis Transacta navigatio, 1621. John Carter Brown Library.

THE ISLES OFTHE BLESSED

he notion of a paradise on Earth has long been part of European mythical traditions, and in Homer’s Odyssey we find one of the oldest extant versions of the story. There, Elysium, or the Elysian Plain, is the land to which those favoured by the gods are brought. According to Proteus, the Old man of the Sea, people there ‘lead an easier life than anywhere else in the world, for in Elysium there falls not rain, nor hail, nor snow, but Oceanus breathes ever with a west wind that sings softly from the sea, and gives fresh life to all men’. This, then, was not a place beyond death, but an alternative to it.

The ancient Greeks did not have one single version of this story, however. It was an evolving and multifarious idea. By the time of Plato, in the fourth century BC, Elysium was most commonly imagined as an island or archipelago in the western ocean. It was known as the White Isle, or the Isles of the Blessed, and some considered it a place to which all could aspire.

In Plato’s dialogue Gorgias, Socrates outlines his own belief, in terms that clearly anticipate the Christian religion yet to be born. After death, he says, body and soul become separated, but each retains the character it had when alive. The fat remain fat; the scarred remain scarred. At least for a time. Equally, ‘when a man is stripped of the body, all the natural or acquired affections of the soul are laid open to view’. Unlike the body, however, the soul must face judgement after death, a task undertaken by three sons of Zeus. Aeacus judged those from the west and Rhadamanthus those from the east, with Minos as the final arbiter. Anyone who has ‘lived unjustly and impiously shall go to the house of vengeance and punishment, which is called Tartarus’; whereas, ‘he who has lived all his life in justice and holiness shall go, when he is dead, to the Islands of the Blessed, and dwell there in perfect happiness out of the reach of evil’.

Socrates knew that his listeners – the rhetoricians Gorgias, Callicles and Polus – considered this story to be a myth. But he suggested they reconsider. His own life had been well lived, he claimed, and he felt ready to present his soul ‘whole and undefiled before the judge’. Did they share that confidence in themselves ? The fact is, Socrates told them, ‘that to do injustice is more to be avoided than to suffer injustice, and ... the reality and not the appearance of virtue is to be followed above all things, as well in public as in private life’. Only then can one guarantee a passage to paradise.

The Celts too believed in a blessed island, according to the earliest recorded stories. In fact, there were several such islands, including Tír na nÓg, the land of eternal youth. It was there to which the young warrior poet Oisín eloped with Niamh, the daughter of a sea god called Manannán mac Lir. On returning to Connemara to visit his family, three years after the marriage, Oisín discovered that a year in Tír na nÓg was the same as a century in Ireland. His family were long dead.

Other such realms were often used interchangeably. There was the island of Mag Mell, akin to Homer’s Elysium, where deities and favoured mortals lived without pain or sickness. There was, too, Emhain Ablach and its Welsh equivalent Ynys Afallon, the island of apples. Fruitfulness, for the Celts, was a key feature of the place.

In medieval times, that island of apples became known most famously as Avalon. It was there that King Arthur’s sword Excalibur was forged, and it was there where the king himself would later retire after being wounded at the Battle of Camlann. Just as for the early Greeks, the heroic Arthur had earned his place on the blessed isle, and his journey to it was an alternative to death. According to legend, the king would one day return from Avalon to fight for his people: a kind of Celtic messiah.

It is from the twelfth-century cleric Geoffrey of Monmouth that much of the story of Arthur is derived. In his Vita merlini, Geoffrey described Avalon in some detail – detail that has been drawn directly from the Roman tradition of the Fortunate Isles and the Greek traditions of Elysium, the garden of Hesperides and the Isles of the Blessed.

The Island of Apples gets its name ‘ The Fortunate Island’ from the fact that it produces all manner of plants spontaneously. It needs no farmers to plough the fields. There is no cultivation of the land at all beyond that which is nature’s work. It produces crops in abundance and grapes without help; and apple trees spring up from the short grass in its woods. All plants, not merely grass alone, grow spontaneously; and men live a hundred years or more.

In cartography, the Fortunate Isles became associated with the Canaries, and medieval maps often rendered that archipelago as Insula Fortunata. But the mythical origins of the name were not forgotten. Although Christian teaching insisted that paradise lay in a supernatural realm, the idea of a promised land on Earth never left the European imagination. The fruitful isle remained on the western horizon. In England, the blissful land of Cockaigne was the subject of countless stories and poems; in Germany it was Schlaraffenland, the land of milk and honey; and in Spain it was Jauja, a name now attached to a small city in Peru.

As European explorers began pushing further into the Atlantic in the fourteenth and fifteenth centuries, many expected to find such an idyll somewhere out there. Later, after Columbus, that expectation seemed for a time to have been met, and the language and imagery once associated with the Isles of the Blessed were bestowed upon the newly discovered continent. The promised land had been found, it seemed, and it was called America.