Solo Foxer #20

Unlike the formidable Friday foxers, the Monday kind are designed with lone truth sleuths in mind. While Roman, my Chief Foxer Setter, would be very interested to know how long it takes you to defox the following brainteaser he requests that the comments section isn’t used to share solutions or drop hints.

“Where am I?”

Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, Wikipedia, MAPfrappe and other tools, work out my location. The answer will appear under next Monday’s solo foxer.

Today I’m in a city that has never hosted an Olympic Games or been bombed from the air, scrutinising a painting that is neither a landscape or a portrait. Executed in oils and featuring a prominent musical instrument, the painting is the work of a man born in Ireland about halfway through the Nineteenth Century. About 660 feet from a very large, very old sewing tool, and 300 feet from a statue of man who died in the year the French gained an Emperor and lost a colony, I share longitude with that colony and latitude with a sea a traveller could cross in any direction without showing their passport. The country you’re seeking produces more copper per annum than Australia but less silver. I’m not in Pont-à-Mousson.

(Last week I was here)

Found the above insultingly easy? Try a solo foxer sent in by reader, Cederic. Roman rates it ‘fiendish’:

“Where am I?”

This day finds me in a country that threw out its Italian colonial overlords and as a modern state has a flag that does not contain orange. It has just enough coastline for the whole population to line up shoulder to shoulder. If they did so and the Earth was flat, the weather clear, and their telescopes sufficiently powerful, they’d be able to make out the coastlines of over thirty countries, eight of which export more pork. I share a latitude with the contemporary home of men that sank a German battleship and a foreign port besieged in the Seventeenth Century. I’m about four miles South of a former world’s tallest building and 300m away is a partially derailed train. I am looking at a survivor of a Cold War era war that didn’t involve Russia. I’m not in Pont-à-Mousson.

7 Comments

  1. (The right place, wrong passer-by version which really confused me last week is https://goo.gl/maps/wGP75vXtJ6UyQmWt9 – go a step towards the man to see him wave.)

    • Most odd. There appear to be two sets of “March 2019” images for Rue 1 – the garage road. Which one you see seems to be determined by where you place the Street View man initially.

  2. Painting scrutinized. Lovely, it is.

  3. Fairly sure I got within 660 feet but an hour of actual distress means I’m stopping without success.

    I shall await revelations next week before discussing further.

  4. Hey Tim,

    I was wondering if you would land on your feet but I only just found your new site yesterday.

    I’m a massive fan of your work from RPS, and I’m keenly looking forward to the next comment commander CM match as I seem to have just missed the latest one.

    PS: it’s great to read your words again, I’ve downloaded Gunner, HEAT, PC based on your preview.

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