One morning I found myself with a few hours to kill in the central Meander town of Nottingham Road, waiting, as one does, for the local coffee shop with WiFi to open. I had noticed a sign indicating the route to Fort Nottingham, KZN, and being something of a military enthusiast, I thought that I would investigate. Fort Nottingham lies about seven miles out of Nottingham Road, and is not in the slightest bit military. In fact it is another of those most unexpected surprises that make travel so enjoyable.
There was plenty of signage all the way from Nottingham Road announcing, with no small amount of fanfare, the imminent appearance of Fort Nottingham, and when it did it had more in common with the Shires, and a valley of hobbit holes, than did the original fortified settlement that once marked the site.
Actually Fort Nottingham is a small, tucked away community of two principal roads, comprising perhaps two dozen homes, set in a green valley surrounded by farmland. Why it is there it is hard to say. There are no shops, or anything that defines a town, but there is a museum, a modest building of dry stone construction containing the tale of Fort Nottingham and it’s life thus far.
Beyond that there is nothing much to say. It was an hour well spent driving out to Fort Nottingham, taking a few pictures, absorbing the strange ambiance, and then leaving. The Midlands Meander is a bit like that. You never know what you will find around the next corner.