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Places to visit
in Middle-earth:


The Shire:

The Green Dragon

A Short Cut
to Mushrooms

Bucklebury Ferry

Ted Sandyman's Mill




The Trollshaws


Gilraen's Memorial

The Mines of Moria:

The Watcher in the Water

The Westgate

The Chamber of

Durin's Causeway

The Bridge of Khazad-dûm



Dol Guldur

The Anduin

The Argonath

Parth Galen


Helm's Deep

The Paths of the Dead

Morgul Vale:

Minas Morgul

The Stairs of Cirith Ungol


The Tower of Cirith Ungol

The Black Gate


The Sawdust of the Past

Khazad-dûm Revisited

The Making of...

The Wooded Road

The Watcher in the Water

Saruman's Stronghold

The Argonath

The Tower of Cirith Ungol

The Black Gate

Barad-dûr Part 1

Barad-dûr Part 2

Barad-dûr Part 3

Barad-dûr Part 4

Scenery Workshop:

Constructing "Durin's Causeway"

The Black Gate 1

The Black Gate 2

The Black Gate 3

The Land of Shadow


Gaming in Middle-earth

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The Green Dragon - Bywater


At the end of the second week in September a cart came in through Bywater
from the direction of Brandywine Bridge in broad daylight.
An old man was driving it alone. He wore a tall pointed blue hat,
a long grey cloak and a silver scarf.
He had a long white beard and bushy eyebrows that stuck out
beyond the brim of his hat.
Small hobbit-children ran after the cart all through Hobbiton
and right up the hill. It had a cargo of fireworks,
as they rightly guessed.
(from: The Fellowship of the Ring, page 44)


"The Road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can..."


"Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say."


Hobbits have been living and farming
in the four Farthings of the Shire
for many hundreds of years
quite content to ignore and be ignored
by the world of the Big Folk...


...Middle-earth being, after all,
full of strange creatures beyond count,
Hobbits must seem of little importance
being neither renowned as great warriors,
nor counted among the very wise.


And so life in the Shire goes on
very much as it has this past Age...
...full of its own comings and goings,
with change coming slowly.
If it comes at all...


For things are made to endure in the Shire...
passing from one generation to the next.
There's always been a Baggins
living here under the hill... Bag End.
And there always will be.


The conversation in The Green Dragon at Bywater,
one evening in the spring of Frodo's fiftieth year,
showed that even in the comfortable heart of the Shire
rumours had been heard,
though most Hobbits still laughed at them.

It was early April and the sky was now clearing after heavy rain.
The sun was down, and a cool pale evening was quietly fading into night.
Sam walked home under the early stars
through Hobbiton and up the Hill,
whistling softly and thoughtfully.
(from: The Fellowship of the Ring, pages 68-69, 71)


Daddy Twofoot: "There's been some strange folk crossing the Shire.
Dwarves and others of a less than savoury nature".

Sandyman Miller: "Far-off tales and children's stories, that's all there is.
It's none of our concern what goes beyond our borders.
Keep your nose out of trouble,
and no trouble'll come to you."


Saruman: "Sauron's forces are already moving.
The Nine have left Minas Morgul.
They crossed the River Isen on Midsummer's Eve...
... disguised as riders in black."

Gandalf: "They've reached the Shire?"

Saruman: "They will find the Ring!"