Sansara

Sinatra Cartier’s Spook House has closed – a sad day for SL History Buffs…

It’s with a heavy heart that I heard from my mate Shigeko that the wonderful Spook House in Noyo (a long time landmark in for anyone interested in the history of SL) has shut down and gone. There is a LM giver that directs you to Sinatra Cartier’s copy in Natoma so we haven’t lost this wonderful build forever, but Noyo seems a little emptier today and given all the changes in the surround sims as the Forest of Kahruvel slowly contracts and de-rezzes it feels as though many of the old lands and my old haunts (no pun, etc.) are slipping away. Anyway, lest I get too maudlin I urge you all to head over to Natoma and take a ride on the Spook House – and while you are at it catch Sinatra in one of his concerts because frankly he’s bloody brilliant!

My first (recorded – I had visited in 07) visit to the Spook House in Feb 08
Sinatra's Sppok House in Noyo

The same site in Noyo today
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My Road Trip in Noyo
https://headburroantfarm.wordpress.com/2008/02/19/bb-road-trip-silence-in-spooky-noyo/

My Road Trip in Natoma
https://headburroantfarm.wordpress.com/2008/11/22/my-second-life-road-trip-10-prim-overload-in-natoma/

By pure chance I recently filmed my journey through the Noyo Spook House

Ghosts in the deep…

Note: This post was first written in July 10 but not posted until February 11 and as such I can’t promise the area is still haunted – pop over and see 🙂

My mate Nish first alerted me to ghosts in SL a couple of years ago – she was hunting them back then, looking for dots on the map where there were no people or finding avs that were trapped between planes. Over the years I’d forgotten about her quest until a few weeks ago when I happened to notice an odd collection of dots in a strange, old mainland sim called Cyclops.

Cyclops lies at the very top of the north west corner of Sansara, the first continent, and is the start of a short run of single-width sims that links Sansara with the second continent of Heterocera (formed by a meteor strike and discovered by Magellan, dontcyaknow). There is nothing there – it’s just sea, ocean without islands or ships or anything. Hell, there’s not even any mole built ‘stuff’ in the sea (the Moles and LDPW always sem to bring the seas they work in to life, like they did in Murray) so what the hell were the dots all about? LittleLostLinden has an interesting theory about Linden Lab tolerating bots as they pump the ‘online now’ numbers up… could these be bots like the ones I found near the Valley of The Burros in Nutsedge? Or could they be poor, lost souls condemned to wander (or rather stand stock still on) the bottom of the ocean forever? You decide…

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Something odd is going on here – look at this flying yacht!
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Rosedale – As Camp As Christmas. In Easter.

At the same time I visited Kapor, I popped next door to Rosedale where Naughty Mole had been equally busy remodelling and dressing the sim in an amazingly OTT & fun Easter theme. Never let it be said that Kapor & Rosedale are boring empty spaces any more – or subdued and tastefully decorated 😀 Fun was Naughty Mole’s aim and she hit it dead on 🙂

The link between Kapor and Rosedale lies over a series of stepping stones in front of a waterfall and under a rainbow. Kansas this ain’t, Toto ;-D
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Whilst Kapor has bunnehs, Rosedale has chicky chicks and boy they are soooo cute!
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Even though Rosedale is largely as camp as Kapor, the eggs and balloons begin to peter out towards the northern border and it becomes quite lovely and peaceful build (which shows Naughty’s range quite well I think).
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And the Lighthouse is just lovely!
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Get yourself over to Rosedale and see for yourself – remember, these sims are SL history guys 😉

I’m watching you…

Pathfinder Linden's place in the Pomponi Valcano

Cowell is vanishing?

Report to follow… can’t talk… too shocked and upset…

EDIT (8 hours later): Salazar has confirmed that the land and Champie Jack’s building has been washed away by an ocean surge of unknown orgin but tests indicate it was a random eveny and does not indicate a wider instability in Cowell. He also says that the prims the wave has freed up will lead to to remodelling rather than direct rebuilding. Watch this space! Hat tip to Douglas Quinn for alerting me!

EDIT (19th April 10): Sal has added some links on the Kahruvel website about the Rodeo Incident & the Phyneas Jack Memorial Trust plans for the future.

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Disaster in Rodeo! Kahruvel Erased… AGAIN!

I was pootling around in St Helens building a log cabin when an IM popped up from Neal Lyle: Get to the Forest! Something terrible has happened! Rodeo has gone!

Rodeo? Gone? I assumed he meant the sim had winked out of existence. It happens. Red mapped we used to call it – the whole sim just vanished leaving perfectly straight cliff walls tumbling into an inaccessible sea where once hills and valleys could be explored and enjoyed. It takes a while, but The Powers That Be can bring these lost lands back pretty quickly (and since Havok 4 came into being it seems to be quite rare) so as I TPed over I simply thought this would be a panic over little.

I should have known better. This was Neal, not some three-week old newbie still green around the gills. Neal knew the grid. Neal knew what warranted an urgent message and what didn’t. I should have known.

Rodeo is still there, but it looks as though everything on it has been erased! The land looks like it must before human (or otherwise) hand had touched it. The tower was gone. The standing stones and the aqueduct too. The idol’s head Ilia found, gone. All gone.

Neal and I both IMed Sal, but he was out-of world and there was nothing we could do but wait. It was terrible thing to stand on the hill over looking the inlet and see all I have loved about the first since I found it three years ago simply gone.

2007:
The old BB blog header

2009:
New BB Blog Header - Kahruvel & Rodeo

Now!
Rodeo Erased!

I heard on Sal’s twitter feed that he’s alerted the Linden’s, but he sounds worried and if Sal is worried we all should be. What if this is the work of the Great Erase? What if it has followed me back from Shade?

More Moles in Kapor

After working her magic in Murray, Naughty Mole has moved on to Kapor and is turning a small, empty bump of land in to another landscaped eden! Now if only the waterfall had a cave behind it…
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Antfarm & Quinn: Handimen At Large!

So, the big old disused Mall in Noyo, you know the one, the one on the land Salazar Jack wants to revert to Kahruvel forest. Sigh, you *do* know it, you do! Anyway there we were, Doug and I, chewing the fat and wondering when Sal was going to get around to flattening the big old eyesore, “Dunno, he tried I think,” said Doug, “but it wouldn’t go.”
Demolishing the old Noyo Mall for Sal

“Wouldn’t go?” I repeated, somewhat confused. “Whadyamean?”

The raven shrugged his wings and tilted his beak at the monstrosity, “Dunno, just wouldn’t go. Seems anchored to the grid.”

“What did he try?”

“Stuff, I guess, y’know, deleting and stuff. It just wouldn’t budge.”

“He try explosives?” I asked thoughtfully.

Doug’s beady eyes fixed on me and seemed suddenly even beadier, “Explosives? Not that I remember? Why? What you thinking Burroboy?”

“Heh, just this…” I replied and pulled a small bundle of dynamite from my backpack.

“Bloody hell!” squawked Doug, “You carry that around with you? What the hell for?”

I looked perplexed, “Well, in case I need to blow something up of course, why else would I carry it around you silly bird? Now help me put some of this stuff out, eh?”

“Put it out? Why? Where? You can’t mean…”

“Oh but I do my wee feathery friend,” I grinned, “Sal’s a busy chap. A lot on his plate. Not much time. Not enough TNT. I’m just thinking we should give the lad a wee helping hand.”

Doug looked at me then at the mall and back at me “Well,” he said eventually, “when you put it like that… give me that bomb you daft bugger!”

Within minutes we had laid out nearly a dozen bundles of high explosive and wired them together. I’d put up some barriers and donned a hard-hat (“Think health & safety at all times!” chipped Doug) and set out the plunger all ready.
Demolishing the old Noyo Mall for Sal

“Phew!” said Doug “I’m knackered! Who’d have thought dynamite would be so heavy. I need a sit down before we start,” and he plopped himself down on the first perch he saw. Unfortunately the first perch he saw was the handle of the plunger so recently wired to the boom sticks.
Demolishing the old Noyo Mall for Sal

“Nooooooooooo!” I wanted to shout, “We’re too close!” but I was too slow. With a roar like an angry bull bellowing down God’s loudhailer, fire and wind enveloped the building in front of us. Clouds of super-heated gas and fire billowed out and rushed towards us, filling out noses with the stench of charred fur and feathers as we were flash-cooked like burgers on a BBQ…
Demolishing the old Noyo Mall for Sal

As the ringing in our ears subsided and the dust & soot slowly drifted down around us we blinked in surprise as we found ourselves staring at the old mall, still standing and, despite the small fires that played across its surface, unscathed.
Demolishing the old Noyo Mall for Sal

Minutes passed in slack-jawed shock before Doug turned to me, “Tough building…”

“Yeah…” I muttered, “Tough building. Probably best not to mention this to Sal, huh?”

“No, best not” agreed Doug, shaking the soot from his feathers, “we’ll just tidy up, eh?”

Pathfinder’s Place in Pomponio

When I was in Pomponio recently, I took a look at the old volcano to see if the lava was back. Not only was the lava *not* back but the obviously nutrient rich soil left in cladera has allowed a strange little tree to flourish next to a huge leaf…
Pathfinder Linden's place in the Pomponi Valcano

I went into the ever-steaming basin for a closer look – it seems that the area now belongs to Pathfinder Linden who uses it as a meeting and/or training venue. The leaf is a neat little seat (love the dew drop) and the tree drops tasty fruit every few seconds:
Pathfinder Linden's place in the Pomponi Valcano

Over the rim of the old smoker, it seems Pathy has built himself quite a sculpture park with an amazing creation by the ever-Rezzable Bryn Oh.
Pathfinder Linden's Helen Keller Memorial in the Pomponi Valcano

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Pathfinder Linden's place in the Pomponi Valcano

The whole thing is a giant musical box and the haunting music is rather lovely I have to say – there are so many details to look at and I don’t want to ruin it for you, but suffice to say that installations like these are at the high-end of artistry in SL and awes me everytime. Get over there and see it for yourself 🙂

EDIT (17th March 2010): Since visiting the site and then writing this post some weeks (if not months) ago, Pathfinder Linden has left Linden Lab and is now Pathfinder Lester.

Dropping in on friends

I was exploring the Pompinio volcano the other day (post on that to come 🙂 ) and I realised I was really close to Bodega where three of my favourite people in the world live so I decided to pop over and see how their houses were doing.

My first stop was Young’s wonderfully elegant (you should expect nothing less) builds on her land – being a very clever sort, Young made these in some 3D software and did a lovely job of the textures giving them a warm, sun-hugged feel that you just don’t see enough of in-world. See them yourself here.
Young Geoffrion's Land in Bodega

From there it was but a very short hop across to Enjah’s amazing (and huge!) hollowed out treehouse. Enjha used to live above her art gallery in Davenport, but a while back she moved the gallery to the Grignano region of Nova Albion city and built her home in a massive tree in Bodega. Take a look here.
Enjah's Treehouse in Bodega

From Enjah’s tree, I took a walk further into Bodega to where Osprey has her rather amazing ‘home’. I say home, but it’s so much more – it’s her gallery, her costume shop, her wildlife reserve, her therma-vent, her gorgeous slice of old Sansara. Explore it here.
Osprey's Place in Bodega

I’m blessed – I know some really talented and friendly folk in SL and I’m lucky enough to call these three my friends 🙂