Port Caledon Remodeling

Although I was in Port Caledon for the Airship Rally, my eyes were focused on the sky, not the ground.

This time around, I noticed several significant changes. Mr. Ambiant Kukulcan has downsized and relocated his Warehouse 13 (below, left). In its place stands the imposing structure on the right, owned by Jaeger Mavromichali Szondi.

The row of shops that had stood next to the cathedral since my arrival in Caledon is gone, replaced by Miss Popstar's Masquerade Masque Shop and Ballet Shop (not show, but to the left of the picture below), and by Mr. Xerxes Jigsaw's home, pictured below (with Emphatic Eccentricia shown behind it).

And every time I come, M. Ember's airship showroom seems to have expanded!

Airship Rally Across Caledon

Saturday saw the great Time Essential Airship Wreck Rally, organized by Miss Darlingmonster Ember and Miss Solace Fairlady, and originating and ending in Port Caledon.

Three plucky fliers took part: Mr. Nathaniel Lorefield...

...Miss Jed Dagger...

...and Mr. Lucien Brentano.

The goal was to hit nine marks across Caledon, and to drop a piece of the airship on a target at each location. Points were given for speed and accuracy.

A large, enthusiastic crowd gathered at the starting platform. Lady Gabrielle Riel, the Duchess of Carntaigh, provided excellent commentary throughout the rally, with more than a half-dozen judges providing updates to her as the racers arrived at the checkpoints.

L to R: Captain Wildstar Beaumont, Miss Ember, Miss Callipygian Christensen, Mr. PJ Trenton

Of course, the event was also a fundraiser for RFL. Both the pilot entry fees and spectator contributions went toward Team Caledon's RFL donation.

L to R: Captain Beaumont, Miss Christensen, Mr. Trenton, Mr. Geoffrey Xenobuilder

Mr. Xenobuilder, Miss Solace Fairlady

Lady Gabrielle, Miss Bookworm Hienrichs

Miss Dagger's ship hits the starting target

Miss Fairlady, Miss Christensen, Miss Rowen Derryth

Mrs. Breezy Carver Fabre, channeling her inner Mary Poppins, Steampunk-style

Mr. Lorefield's airship returns to the starting point, a little worse for wear

The race was an exciting one. Mr. Brentano started by dropping himself on the initial target, scoring a direct hit that was perhaps outside the intent of the rules. He later suffered an all-too-familiar mishap at a sim crossing and vanished from the world. He was last seen hurtling off the grid at a high speed. We had a moment of silence for the fallen participant.

Miss Dagger went off with a quick start and at one point caught up to Mr. Lorefield. (The racers had staggered start times.) She had a little bad luck with the targets, dropping parts of her airship with great accuracy, only to have them bounce off the target and land clear.

Mr. Lorefield, the eventual winner, made it through the first seven checkpoints with little difficulty, only to run into a full parcel around checkpoint eight, losing his entire airship back to inventory. (Ah, problems that first life rallies lack!) He eventually made it back to the course and to the finish line.

A great day for flying, as well as for RFL. Well done!

Port Caledon, Part 2

Tesla continues his tour of Port Caledon:

After waking from my nap in the Steampunk treehouse, well-refreshed, I continued walking. To my left was the Takashi Labs Home Office. Such an innocent-looking building! Who knows what mischief goes on behind the doors?


Across the way was a spot called the Synergy Day Knoll, offering benches with a view of the sculpture. Naturally, I took advantage of a bench.

Next door was the new location for Emphatic Eccentricia.


The port is also the home to Mr. Carl Metropolitan's Museum of Resident Art, inspired by the Parthenon.


I also espied Nessie, lurking in the waters of the port.


At the edge of the port stands the Vicereine's cathedral, honoring Caledonians of eld in the windows.


In the central part of the port stands two buildings. The building on the left is shared by the Ballet Shop and the Masque Shop, while the Bookcase and Furniture Shop is on the right.


Standing nearly by itself, diagonally behind Warehouse 13 and to the right of Templar Creations, is Chimeric Arts and Fashions, carrying an assortment of masks for that perfect moment, at the masked ball, to whip off one's disguise, announce one's presence, and declare that the moment has come to claim one's rightful place as Master and Overlord of you pathetic rabble...


Ahem. Yes, well. One gets carried away at times.

Port Caledon, Part 1

Our friend, Professor Tesla Steampunk, reports from Port Caledon:


I had not been back to Port Caledon in many years, ever since the disastrous explosion that leveled a full block unfortunate incident as a result of my absent-mindedly leaving a burner on that was absolutely not my fault. Anyhoo...


I took advantage of the trolley to be whisked about the town in style.

My first stop was the Northeast corner of the town, with a charming warehouse and the long-standing Phase 5 Steamworks building.

Next door is Lady Stargazer Graves' farm, followed by Templar Creations (sensibly equipped with a gas bag for a quick getaway - I can't tell you how many times such a provision came in handy).

Across the street is the Marconi Wireless Telegraph Company, equipped with all manner of exciting equipment for wireless communications! I lost myself in the store for a long time.

At the head of the port is Warehouse 13, home to the famed Time Machine. I will admit I have not had the courage to try the machine, having once attempted a similar invention. My attorneys advise me to not go into details, but the machine was not a big success.

Next to Warehouse 13 is the DME Gadgets Factory, where Miss Darlingmonster Ember displays her fantastic flying machines.

This fabulous Steampunk house caught my eye and I could not help but climb up to investigate further.

By the time I made it to the top, I was out of breath and very tired. I'm sure none of the readers of this Journal have noticed, but I am no longer a young man. I borrowed a glass from the cupboard and poured myself a glass of water. After I quenched my thirst, I decided a short nap was in order, and I lay down on the couch only briefly...