Fort Gibraltar is a replica fort in Winnipeg. The old walls were torn down after an inspection deemed them to be unsafe. New temporary walls have been put up that are 8 feet high. The old walls were 16 feet high.
Some history:
Fort Gibraltar was founded in 1809 by Alexander Macdonell of Greenfield of the North West Company in present-day Manitoba, Canada. It was located at the confluence of the Red and Assiniboine rivers in or near the area now known as The Forks in the city of Winnipeg. Fort Gibraltar was renamed Fort Garry after the merger of North West Company and the Hudson’s Bay Company in 1821, and became Upper Fort Garry in 1835.
Fishermen from a village in Senegal are living in fear as attacks by ‘killer hippos’ have risen dramatically in recent years.
An astounding 25 people from the village of Gouloumbou have been mauled to death by the voracious creatures lurking in a nearby river tributary over the last decade.
Many others have been attacked by the hippos, sometimes on multiple occasions, but managed to survive albeit with gruesome injuries and truly terrifying tales.
The unsettling encounters have grown so frequent that many villagers have stopped fishing altogether for fear of falling victim to the hippos.
“They are evil monsters who attack us night and day,” lamented one Senegalese fisherman to the AFP, “because of them, we haven’t been fishing.”
The situation has had a devastating effect as fishing is one of the few sources of income for the impoverished village.
Their chief has pleaded with authorities to help them cope with the outbreak of angry hippos, but so far has only received the promise of a handful of motorized boats for the fishermen.
However the ostensibly safer fishing vessels may not be enough to quell the bloodthirsty hippos, which have been known to attack boats as well as villagers making use of the waters for drinking and cleaning.
According to the chief, the villagers once had an friendly relationship with the hippos that resided in the river, but clearly something has happened in recent years to disrupt that harmony.
Hopefully some kind of solution to the disruption can be found and the fishermen of Gouloumbou can go back to working on their river without concern for the monstrous creatures ‘fishing’ for them.
Spanish songs in Andalucía The shooting sites in the days of ’39 Oh, please, leave the vendanna open Federico Lorca is dead and gone Bullet holes in the cemetery walls The black cars of the Guardia Civil Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica I’m flying in a DC 10 tonight
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón
Spanish weeks in my disco casino The freedom fighters died upon the hill They sang the red flag They wore the black one But after they died it was Mockingbird Hill Back home the buses went up in flashes The Irish tomb was drenched in blood Spanish bombs shatter the hotels My senorita’s rose was nipped in the bud
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón
The hillsides ring with “Free the people” Or can I hear the echo from the days of ’39? With trenches full of poets The ragged army, fixin’ bayonets to fight the other line Spanish bombs rock the province I’m hearing music from another time Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava I’m flying in on a DC 10 tonight
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito Yo te quiero, oh mi corazón Oh mi corazón, oh mi corazón
Spanish songs in Andalucía, Mandolina, oh mi corazón Spanish songs in Granada, oh mi corazón Oh mi corazón, oh mi corazón Oh mi corazón
The MarkoZen Blog 