“Gold me boys, gold it be.”

in the shimmering dawn over a slivered sea the coast of England  hoved into sight. The Great bastions of white chalk cliffs ,green at the tops with grass and litchen, herb and daisy it was the sun now breaking through the barriers of mist that gave sight to the look outs high in the rigging.

A gun serenade blows out from the harbour below and instead of putting the ship around to broadside volley in return the Captain ordered coastal to Scotland. For this ship was French and packed with stores and powder and guns for the troops of the King from over the sea.

Royal Navy took up the chase with four war ships in full sail billowing out of hiding to race the gauntlet against this French flag ahead. But this enemy vessel was rigged well for speed .Leaving behind the great oaken navy war ships it raced  hard to and escaped into the Scottish rocky inlets. Her mission to supply, drop and run. Then on this ship stored not in the hold but set covered with blankets ,three wooden crates full of gold coinage, hidden in the Captains cabin.

There had been two ships that left on this mission but in the mist one had been lost out at sea. This French man now sailed into the Kyle of Lochalsh having missed the island of Colonsay which would have taken them to Oban and to Fort William to the drop site. as it was this ship was now caught against a leeward wind against the great rock face with no place to go.  No matter what they did they were now trapped. The art of clubhauling is ancient and involves a man swimming under the ship with the end on rope in tow. It is then used by teams to pull the vessel off under sail. A dangerous job in ice bound waters and rocky coastlines .The barnacles all over the ship in water can rip the flesh of  a swimmer who is forced into it by currents.

Then this is what they did all along that cliff until able at last to sail away. Then behind them two naval gun ships blasted the stern out of the Frenchie and down as fast as lead she sank. Prince Charles Edward Stuart or Bonnie Prince Charlie to his men, was then stuck without supplies just 12 miles from the sinking hope.

 

In deepest waters this ship lays undisturbed by moth or rust she slowly rots of the elements at that depth. 1745 she sank and no trace has ever been found. Divers have tried but in a ravine of hard rock walls in depths too far to safely cope she sleeps. On her antiques for museums and art collectors alike. Then perhaps the one million gold coins worth today perhaps 4 billion English Pounds  wait for the age when this loot can be rescued . If done with speed and no witness then its not a worry of treasure trove. It is in a place far out in the wide inlet and nothing is near it on land .  It is not hard to find her longitude and latitude exact as naval records have the spot listed in the log of the Navy records. All one needs to do is read history and there it all is before one. I would love to find it but no experience in diving nor would like it in cold Scottish Loch as dead in five minutes without the right  equipment. Then the right gear will not exist in our times to even attempt the find. One of the problems facing divers today is the Loch itself.

With or without that cash load Prince Charles had no intent of taking the Throne at that event. Lord George Murray ,Charles aid de camp and General of the rag tag army had no idea even that Charles had been sent to find how many would allow his father back as King .it was his only mission and some 70000 people had to die because of that walk through to Derby. Scottish Highlands were ethically cleaned by German Georges son the Duke of Cumberland that fat lad who was a killer in the making on the day. Butchered so many in Scotland and who could escape fled to Canada. What damage Bonnie Prince Charlie did to Britain was enormous beyond what history books record. It was a year and another and for twenty years before it ended. Even butcher boys on the way up country took the Kings shilling to be part of the army. It came to Culloden Moor near the Highland capital of Inverness.

indexThe dead buried where they fell.Here lay the brave clan of Macintosh forever a reminder of 1746

.Here the fire in that charge of arms of modern England engaged the ancient claymores swords and daggers of the magnificent Highlanders charge . Cut down with lead and shell from field cannons but they ran forward as only they could,to be  cut down by riles on the last of it .Not one man survived. The King, that German rat George, sat glorious on the Throne without a care but over 70,000 Scots were being put to death by his son.  If that ship releases the gold it conceals , surly it belongs to the highland Scots ,if ever it sees the light of day again.

Thank you all for reading my work. This if history.

copyright Kevin Parr Bt 2020.

3 thoughts on ““Gold me boys, gold it be.””

    1. Indeed but too hard to raise or someone would be richer if found. Laws in England say Queen owns it as Treasure Trove but if found by accident? Its yours. Gold coins in that period had not been debased so pure may have a value higher in coinage only. Melted into ingots must be done by mint of England so mark can be shown. I had a friend years ago a navy diver who twice tried to reach the wreck but failed as in a crack in the rock bed over the total limit of human ability to go that far down. Equipment such as used on Titanic wreck may help but still danger if wreck rolls over the ravine.Loch is deeper than the Saint Georges English channel you see. See it on the map and it is perhaps the deepest Loch on that side of Scotland. Ship was holed only once and went down stern first seen by many witnesses who seeing the chase watched from the land mass farms. The Royal Navy recorded the exact place and I wrote it up from experience of facts. Glad you liked it thank you for comment.

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