As a boy and a young man, I enjoyed the adventure of these stories.  
Now, as an old man, the saga is of human emotion, desire, pain and redemption.
No longer an adventure, just another example of humanity at its best and worst.
"That once there was a place known as Camelot....in our dreams"

I love these older, well researched, documentaries with actual experts (rather than bloviating fools spouting nonsense they never even bothered to look-up).  Lovely.

According to Geoffrey of Monmouth, Mordred was just on the field dying and Morgana was the chief of the 9 ladies who took Arthur to the Aisle of Avalon to be healed.

Absolutely love your content man. I hope your passion never disappears. Keep it up

He was king Arthwyr ap Meurig of Glamorgan, crowned by St Dyfrig at Caerleon. Both Gelliwig and Cernyw are situated in the modern Cardiff and Newport area.

I think I partially remember the sword in the stone and last battle stories about King Arthur.
until last evening I only knew the names of his wife and Queen and one of their Knights,
I didn't know that they secret lovers

Considering the state of the current monarchy and age, humanity NEEDS Arthur's leadership now more than ever before

Arthur was a young king

I wish he would come back in spirit. We sure need him now, rex quandam ex rex futuris.

Brilliant documentary absolutely  love anything  and everything about  king Arthur and his times

Interesting story. This year (as most of us) I've spent watching a TON of documentaries. Not since elementary school have I done this much Arthurian research ;)

The story is what loosely inspired the series we're fans of - Jewel Riders.

We have our own arthur fantasy playing out now we have a curren Guinevere  and arthur we also have a mordred and morgana although the latter 2 now live in foreign  parts lets hope they stay there

Arthur Pendragon, William Shakespeare, we love to remember the great men over and over again..

By sheer Tintagel, fair with days
Made famous by the songs that harpers sing –
Where Merlin, standing in the breakers' sprays,
First proclaimed that Arthur would be King

Under loudly foaming rocks, wild
With the wrath of the Cornish coast
At high tide, as the royal child
Was brought ashore to his foster host;

And from where, with his time full-wrought,
He was put to sea again, to drift
West on waves, kitted as he fought,
With every kind of jewelled golden gift;

And where The Swallow's bows broke the shoreward
Spray, bearing Tristan and the bride
He, but not King Marc, by the untoward
Brew would woo and win – the ebbing tide

Reveals a sandy beach by a cave,
At the head of the sheltered cove,
A beach that all the world's oceans lave
And where legendary heroes throve.

For a moment out of ocean's reach,
Until the rolling tide'd come in again,
I stood alone on that gravelled beach,
Where Uther landed seeking fair Ygraine,

By the stone-cut stairway thick with green
Of the sea, the slippery road towards
The sun-lit headland often sought, and seen,
From afar by sailors, their just rewards;

Except for Tristan and Iseult, for whom
That coast, those headlands, would not give respite;
To them, disembarking spelled their doom;
For them, landing just began the fight.

Reaching for the Westering Sea, the arms
Of the cove takes in a portion of the vast
Oceans of the world, against the harms
Of those raging waves holding fast.

That beach is the bottom of the seas;
But the turning moon for half the year
Withdraws the waters and thus to us reveals
Some of the secrets hidden there.

The deeper sea is out of sight for me;
From this place those depths cannot be plumbed.
Whatever unknown creatures there may be,
Whatever messages may be drummed,

In the deep places of the earth,
I will see and hear those washed ashore,
Those that this small beach allows to berth.
The beach glitters with many stones, more

Than I can count, rolled by the swelling
Waves for long, dim, unknown ages,
Waves that bring, uncalled, to our dwelling
Rumours from afar, unguessed by sages,

Rumours that still echo in the cave,
Opened up only by the waters
That go out with the tidal wave,
Back to dark winding quarters

Of uncharted oceans of perception.
In the cave the waters leave their traces,
Some of haunting truths, some of deception,
Brought out of the deeper places.

I enter into that room, myself a piece
Of saline water, an animal
Like any other – under our fleece,
Rational and irrational.

Riddles for all kinds and degrees;
Some I take up to make mine.
The main comes in from wide and deeper seas
Over the beach, and the cave fills up with brine.

The rising tide enfathoms what the sun
Revealed and made clearer in the light;
The beach and cave are again made one
With the great waters' soothing night.

2 years later: there’s now loads of proof he did exist, just not as how we know him as

Well what a GREAT show!

The commercial adverts for betting and gambling apps on recent videos I've watched show that betting is fast becoming a failed business model . Sophisticated algorithms tell their own historic story .it's a sign that there are less fools being born every day ...

There was a time in the past when it didn't rain and there will be a time in the near future where the praying on the pockets of the vulnerable will peacefully cease to succeed . Thanks YouTube .

Oh and thanks for this upload

King Arthur is so similar to King Harold the Great.

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Here's what I got. My ancestors Loot Jackson, was arrested by a giant man named Tristan. He was kicked out Saint Michels for having a Trist with a noble girl named Quinn.. Loot was arrested for killing a rabbit. Sentenced to 20 years silence of service. In freaking 1100 AD..  ??
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The name "Camelot" and "Lancelot" are to close. Could each knight be named Lot?
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Update: 04/24/2024
The king Arthur story was written to claim Britain has the stone of destiny. A "Merlin" is a missing stone from a wall to give you a window. The sword was probably first pulled out the destiny stone. Just think it out..
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King Arthur and his brother have 2 completely different names? Hmmm.