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The Vikings Of Liberty Bay
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- ISBN8231284603
- EAN9798231284603
- Date de parution24/11/2025
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- ÉditeurWalzone Press
Résumé
"The name's Ole Stubb, and if you've got a moment, I've got a tale that might stretch your imagination. I left Norway in '74, a man obsessed, chasing fragments of a belief others called madness. I had pieces of an old map-evidence, I was certain, that the Vikings had sailed not just to the east coast, but right here to the Puget Sound, a thousand years before any Columbus or white settler dared to dream it .
I crossed an ocean, rode the iron horse west across a continent, and ended up in Seattle with little more than a strong back and a stubborn conviction. From there? I bought a rowboat-yes, a rowboat-and sailed out alone in the mist. I was headed for a secluded inlet they called Dog Fish Bay. I believed the answers, the definitive proof, lay there among the ancient shores. Well, I did reach Dog Fish Bay, and I did find stones carved with mysterious markings.
I even brought back artifacts that suggested ancient contact. But the truth, the real truth, turned out to be far more complicated than any runic inscription. I may not have found the undeniable Viking relics I crossed the world for. No, I found something better. I found Kaaxkwei. A woman whose own life bridged worlds. I found children who carry the blood of Norway and the memory of this continent's first peoples.
I ended up using a lie-a theatrical 'Viking ghost' deception to protect my new home. And in doing so, I accidentally started the very 'Viking tradition' that put this little town, Poulsbo, on the map!I came seeking a forgotten history, but I found a future. The true Vikings of Liberty Bay, it turns out, weren't ancient explorers; they were just ordinary people willing to navigate between worlds. Come find out how one scholar's obsession became a whole town's surprising story.
I crossed an ocean, rode the iron horse west across a continent, and ended up in Seattle with little more than a strong back and a stubborn conviction. From there? I bought a rowboat-yes, a rowboat-and sailed out alone in the mist. I was headed for a secluded inlet they called Dog Fish Bay. I believed the answers, the definitive proof, lay there among the ancient shores. Well, I did reach Dog Fish Bay, and I did find stones carved with mysterious markings.
I even brought back artifacts that suggested ancient contact. But the truth, the real truth, turned out to be far more complicated than any runic inscription. I may not have found the undeniable Viking relics I crossed the world for. No, I found something better. I found Kaaxkwei. A woman whose own life bridged worlds. I found children who carry the blood of Norway and the memory of this continent's first peoples.
I ended up using a lie-a theatrical 'Viking ghost' deception to protect my new home. And in doing so, I accidentally started the very 'Viking tradition' that put this little town, Poulsbo, on the map!I came seeking a forgotten history, but I found a future. The true Vikings of Liberty Bay, it turns out, weren't ancient explorers; they were just ordinary people willing to navigate between worlds. Come find out how one scholar's obsession became a whole town's surprising story.
"The name's Ole Stubb, and if you've got a moment, I've got a tale that might stretch your imagination. I left Norway in '74, a man obsessed, chasing fragments of a belief others called madness. I had pieces of an old map-evidence, I was certain, that the Vikings had sailed not just to the east coast, but right here to the Puget Sound, a thousand years before any Columbus or white settler dared to dream it .
I crossed an ocean, rode the iron horse west across a continent, and ended up in Seattle with little more than a strong back and a stubborn conviction. From there? I bought a rowboat-yes, a rowboat-and sailed out alone in the mist. I was headed for a secluded inlet they called Dog Fish Bay. I believed the answers, the definitive proof, lay there among the ancient shores. Well, I did reach Dog Fish Bay, and I did find stones carved with mysterious markings.
I even brought back artifacts that suggested ancient contact. But the truth, the real truth, turned out to be far more complicated than any runic inscription. I may not have found the undeniable Viking relics I crossed the world for. No, I found something better. I found Kaaxkwei. A woman whose own life bridged worlds. I found children who carry the blood of Norway and the memory of this continent's first peoples.
I ended up using a lie-a theatrical 'Viking ghost' deception to protect my new home. And in doing so, I accidentally started the very 'Viking tradition' that put this little town, Poulsbo, on the map!I came seeking a forgotten history, but I found a future. The true Vikings of Liberty Bay, it turns out, weren't ancient explorers; they were just ordinary people willing to navigate between worlds. Come find out how one scholar's obsession became a whole town's surprising story.
I crossed an ocean, rode the iron horse west across a continent, and ended up in Seattle with little more than a strong back and a stubborn conviction. From there? I bought a rowboat-yes, a rowboat-and sailed out alone in the mist. I was headed for a secluded inlet they called Dog Fish Bay. I believed the answers, the definitive proof, lay there among the ancient shores. Well, I did reach Dog Fish Bay, and I did find stones carved with mysterious markings.
I even brought back artifacts that suggested ancient contact. But the truth, the real truth, turned out to be far more complicated than any runic inscription. I may not have found the undeniable Viking relics I crossed the world for. No, I found something better. I found Kaaxkwei. A woman whose own life bridged worlds. I found children who carry the blood of Norway and the memory of this continent's first peoples.
I ended up using a lie-a theatrical 'Viking ghost' deception to protect my new home. And in doing so, I accidentally started the very 'Viking tradition' that put this little town, Poulsbo, on the map!I came seeking a forgotten history, but I found a future. The true Vikings of Liberty Bay, it turns out, weren't ancient explorers; they were just ordinary people willing to navigate between worlds. Come find out how one scholar's obsession became a whole town's surprising story.
