Richard Jones
The headlines are stark:
‘Warning over decline in map skills as ramblers rely on Sat Navs’
announced the Daily Telegraph on 19
February of this year; ‘Sat-nav and the lost art of map-reading’ the same paper
lamented on 16 June 2011. Supporting
these views, there are some hard statistics: sales of Ordnance Survey sheet
maps have fallen by 25% since 2005; and in a survey conducted on behalf of Which? Conversation in July 2011, the
frightening revelation that two-thirds of under 25s cannot read a map!
Large-scale maps, together with muddy boots, have
traditionally been part of the English local historian’s essential
toolkit. If we are to believe what we read,
and there is no reason to doubt it (recently I asked a second-year
undergraduate group who among them now used maps—no-one raised their hand!),
then one of the prerequisite skills for local study, particularly among the
younger generation, is rapidly disappearing.
To whom does W.G. Hoskins now speak when we read passages such as this?
‘There are certain sheets of the one-inch Ordnance Survey
maps which one can sit down and read like a book for an hour on end, with
growing pleasure and imaginative excitement.
One dwells upon the infinite variety of the place-names (and yet there
is a characteristic flavour for each region of England), the delicate
nerve-like complexity of roads and lanes, the siting of the villages and
hamlets, the romantic moated farmsteads in deep country, the churches standing
alone in the fields, the patterns made by the contours or by the way the parish
boundaries fit into one another, and in so doing so learns a good deal of local
history, whether or not one knows the country itself.’
Pack up, turn out the lights, lock the door, it’s time to go
home. Or is it?
Cartographic literacy is a relatively modern phenomenon and
certainly rare in the general populace much before the end of the nineteenth
century. Local historians who study
earlier periods must accept, I think, that for the majority of those they
study, maps were rather inconsequential.
The view that they formed of their world was not constructed as ours so
often is. It was known from the ground
and not from some vantage point 35,000 feet above. It was experienced in three dimensions rather
than in a two-dimensional abstraction.
Buildings had facades not just floor plans, fields were defined as much
by what they contained as their boundaries.
Once a map has been seen, it is never forgotten. It burns itself into the imagination,
structuring all subsequent impressions of place. And because of this, I have begun to wonder
just how wise it is to look at maps at an early stage in any study of a
particular locality (a heretical position for a landscape historian). But what should we make of Sat Nav
technology?
Even those who had access to maps in the past did not
necessarily use or rely upon them when travelling. William Cobbett revealed in 1823 that he ‘had
not looked at a map of Kent for years, and perhaps, never’. A year earlier he had made his way through
Surrey and Hampshire without the aid of a map of the former. To navigate he asked the way from those he
encountered; or employed (not always successfully) the services of a local
guide. A lone traveller in the past was
thus accompanied by the oral instructions of others. In an echo of the woman who instructed
Cobbett of the way to Hawkey ‘Right up the lane, sir:
you’ll come to a hanger…’ so the Sat Nav
now commands, ‘In four hundred yards, turn left’. ‘Left’, note, not north or south, east or
west. Left, because the top of the Sat Nav
map, just as it has been for travellers across the centuries, is where one is
heading, not a privileged cardinal point.
Past geographies were always more fluid.
Intriguing though this may be, it is often claimed that Sat
Nav is doing considerable cultural damage, because it removes details which
would be found on a map highlighting interesting aspects of the landscape visible either side of the route
being taken. Two miles west of Amesbury there is a fork in the road made by the
joining of the A303 and the A344. If you
are off to Ilminster and the West Country, your Sav Nav will plot a course which
highlights the lefthand side of the Y shape which emerges on the display. The blank background on which your route has
been superimposed has hidden one of the most iconic structures in the English
landscape from your view—Stonehenge. You
continue oblivious to its existence if you rely on Sat Nav; you strain your
neck to see it if you have a map. But is
this really any different from the Ogilby’s strip maps of the seventeenth century,
destinations at the top of the page, the actual route clearly laid out with
important junctions identified, but almost all other peripheral landmarks
eliminated? The Sat Nav screen is simply
a digital version of the same.
This aside, there is the question of distance. From the sheet map, distance is a linear
measure, and so it remains in the Sat Nav.
But here it is paired with time: ’52 minutes remaining’. It is not only Sat Nav that deploys this
experiential device to measure distance.
’16 miles, 14 minutes to Jct 20’ announces the motorway matrix and we
breathe a sigh of relief: the carriageway is clear and traffic is flowing
freely; we will arrive at our destination on time and unflustered. This equation of distance with time is also
historically interesting, for it was time more than anything which dictated the
daily cycle of local life, particularly agrarian life, in the past. Have you ever wondered why the mile has
become such a significant distance, and why it is the distance that it is, and
not longer or shorter? It is a distance
that can be covered in a quarter of an hour on foot, a distance within which it
is still economically viable to drive a team of oxen, have sufficient time to
plough the fields. The mile is a social
and economic construct, a human not scientific measure.
Then there is the question of route. We can ask our Sat Nav to plot the quickest
route, the most direct route, routes which avoid certain types of road. And again, we might use this to think about
how people navigated through the historic landscape. Can we use these decisions and the routes
taken to think about path-making in the past?
I would argue that it can.
Sat Nav thus makes us think differently about space, time,
distance, and direction. It does so
because it challenges the hegemony of the sheet map upon which we have come to
rely. However disembodied the voice, Sat
Nav returns us, it might be argued, to more fundamentally human ways of
navigation and orientation based around the direction in which we are facing, and
the time it will take us to achieve something.
This should help us, should we care to allow it, to think ourselves back
more readily into the shoes of those who have walked or ridden in the past
through the localities we study. The new
generation brought up with Sat Nav may just have the skills to gain a far
better insight into the lives and thoughts of these people than those of us
brought up on the Ordnance Survey. To
paraphrase once more the most paraphrased of phrases, Levi-Strauss’ ‘Animals
are good to think with’, it might be contended that for local historians, ‘Sat
Nav technology is good to think with’ too.