By chance i caught Michael Portillo's Great British Railway Journeys which visited Maldon in wednesday's episode. Anyone with an interest in Viking history knows the town as the scene of one of the most famous battles against the Saxons.
The local Ealdorman, Byrhtnoth, caught them cold and picked them off one by one when they tried to cross a causeway from a nearby island. Their leader complained it wasn't a fair fight and Byrtnoth agreed to allow them free passage to the mainland where the Vikings proceeded to turn the tables and took the Ealdorman's head. The event was recorded by a skald who turned his folly into an epic poem: 'The Battle of Maldon'.
Rang the shield rims, and sang the corselets of mail
a certain terrible dirge. Then at the battle's height
Offa a sea-farer sent to the Earth dead,
and there Gadd's kinsman was laid low to the ground:
soon it was at battle that Offa was hewn down.
He had however accomplished that vow to his lord
that he had uttered before to his giver of rings,
that either they both ride to the fortified
home unhurt or else perish fighting
on the battlefield and die of their wounds.
He lay slain nobly near the lord of his people.
At school, I read Tolkien's translation "The Homecoming of Beorhtnoth", taken from a fragment of the saga which conveys the heroic tone of the battle fought on the sandbanks which haven't changed that much over the course of a milennium.
Portillo was chatting with a local guide who found a Viking sword, confirmed as 10th century by archaeologists, to the north of Maldon and believes the battle was fought there, rather than the official account which states it was fought further West where the Vikings landed from Northey Island. It's not easy to sift the accounts of those times to get to the real history but from a fragment of poetry and a rusty old sword we see glimpses of those epic deeds of mighty warriors.