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| By the time I reach the eastern entrance of the henge I’m tired and the sky has turned much darker. As always though, meeting the huge stones of the circle boosts my flagging energy in a way that Red Bull will never be able to replicate. I don’t take the full tour today. Today’s efforts have been focused on getting here through the landscape, the journey being the reward for once. Instead I have a mooch to the Cove (still my favourite setting in the whole complex) and the southern quadrants. I finally take up residence on the sloping bank above the ditch of the southwestern quadrant, not quite at the bottom but on a level with the stones. Arriving at such a busy place after the quiet of the Downs would usually irk me, but today I enjoy watching the different interactions people have with the stones. Some stand in awe, some touch, some just have their picture taken. From where I sit, the voices are muted and the words don’t carry, except one who is expounding something about the electrical properties of the stones. Ah, Avebury in the summertime. Long may it be a focal point, the builders would surely approve. This post appears as part of the weblog entry Ridgeway to heaven – Barbury Castle to Avebury 21 May 2011
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Posted by thesweetcheat6th February 2014ce Edited 8th February 2014ce
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| I feel strangely homesick for Avebury after reading that... It's been way too long since I was there. |
Posted by juamei6th February 2014ce |
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Maybe that's job done then :) It's funny, this walk was so long ago but writing this today made it come right back. Catch it right and Avebury is wonderful. |
Posted by thesweetcheat 6th February 2014ce |
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