A shallow stone ramp rising beside three low steps to a threshold, with a handrail.

tested, untested, and answerable

Accessibility

Three lists: what was actually tested, what was not, and the questions this office will put to an operator on your behalf.

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Tested

Without a mouse: Every control can be reached and operated from the keyboard across all four grounds in use here, and the ring showing your position stays visible on each of them
Heading order: A single h1 per page, with everything below descending exactly one level at a time and nothing skipped
Contrast: Measured pair by pair against the ground each piece of text actually sits on, which is often not white
Alternative text: Written by looking at the picture. Decorative images carry none, on the view that silence beats hearing a caption twice
The pace marks: A filled fraction of a bar, so the meaning survives a grayscale print and every form of color blindness
Zoom: Reflows at four hundred percent with no sideways scrollbar
Arrival of sections: They shift ten pixels into place and are never made invisible, so a broken animation cannot swallow the page. Asking for less motion switches it off
Fields: Real labels, errors in words beside the field, and no meaning carried by color alone

Not tested, and therefore not claimed

Screen readers: One reader, one browser. Not the full spread, and this page will not pretend otherwise
Voice control: Not tested at all
High contrast and forced colors modes: Not tested
Old browsers: Not tested below the last two major versions

Where it falls short

The six rows: On a narrow phone the table on each trip page scrolls sideways. Legible, but not comfortable
Language: Plainer English than this trade usually manages, and available in that one language only
The catalog page: Seventeen cards is a long scroll on a phone, and there is no filter to shorten it

Access on the trips themselves

A page like this usually stops at the markup, which would be strange here. This entire catalog is sorted by the shape of a day, and the shape of a day is precisely the territory access questions occupy.

Part of the answer is already on every trip page: the earliest start with a clock time on it, how many hours are committed, and the longest unbroken stretch that is yours. Two of the seventeen name their stairs and one names its ladder.

Absent so far is the property level detail: how many steps stand at a given entrance, whether that building has a lift at all, the layout of a particular bathroom. Those answers live with individual buildings and vary wildly between them. Raise it and the operator gets asked in plain language: how many steps, how wide the doorway, whether a chair fits through it. The answer is passed to you word for word, refusals included.

Reporting something

A single line to onfile@rowanlogbook.com does it. Name the page, name what you were reading it with, describe what failed. The reply is either a repair with a date on it or an admission that there will not be one. It is never nothing.

Everything sold here is run by somebody else. Rowan Logbook finds a trip, reads the operator's terms properly, and hands the booking to the airline, hotel, guiding company or ship whose job it is to carry it out. No vehicle, no room, no berth and no guide belongs to this company. Your written proposal names whichever firm is doing the carrying; it applies terms it drafted itself, and it bills you without a dollar crossing this desk.

Four consequences, all of them better stated than left to be inferred. First, no vehicle leaves and no room is let by anybody employed here. Second, no department of any government has vetted, approved or blessed this firm, and no page pretends otherwise. Third, whether to insure a trip is a decision for you and a market that is not this one, as is every question about the documents a border wants. Fourth, these pages cannot take money: there is no mechanism, and no card is retained.