The moor is around 60 hectares and contains 70 or so cairns mainly from the early bronze age. The most notable are all visble from the paths on the moor.
The Heathcotes (father & son) excavated most of the cairns and circles on the moor. They also tidied (?) some of the ones they dug, not necessarily to their original form.
We parked on the small lane to the south of Stanton Moor and myself and Dafydd headed onto the moor whilst Karen stayed in the car with Sophie.
There are several ‘paths’ criss-crossing the moor and they all see to end up at the stone circle eventually. We took the path which led past the Gorse stone and tower.
Upon arriving at the circle we were met with several families who were obviously taking advantage of the (for a change) nice Bank Holiday weather. The sun was shining through the trees and all was well with the world.
There is ‘something’ about a stone circle in a woodland setting who always makes a visit a pleasure – this was no exception.
The stones were a little larger than I was expecting and it was nice to report that despite the obvious number of people who visit the circle there was no sign of litter / fires / damage etc. (Are you reading people of South Wales!)
I was surprised to find there are actually 10 stones here – a large stone lying flat on the ground. Perhaps one of the dancing maidens was drunk!
Have you noticed that when visiting a stone circle most people (myself included) tend to walk around the entire outside first before entering the inside? I wonder what that tells us about the human psyche. This is too deep for me to ponder!
The Kings Stone was easy to spot but has suffered more than the circle stones.
Still, at least it is still with us and hasn’t been destroyed or knocked down.
This is a great place to visit, particularly if you were able to get time here alone.
A place I would like to visit again if I am ever back in the area and given how picturesque the Peak District is, I am sure I will be.
Another English Heritage site ticked off the list - nearly half done now!
We parked next to the public footpath access point and I read the interesting information board.
The rest stayed in the car as I took the very short walk to the stone.
This is a good stone to visit and was larger than I expected – about 4m high.
I was surprised to see handles inserted into the stone to allow climbers access to the top. Judging by the toe holes worn into the stone many people must have made the climb.
I thought in that case why don’t I see what the view is like from the top? Not a good idea as it turned out!
I made it about half way up when my toe slipped when I was reaching up to the next handle. I started to fall backwards but managed to hold on with one arm as I desperately looked for another hold. At this point I realised that if I had fallen I would have landed on my back on slab of stone – ouch!
I decided discretion was the better part of valour and climbed back down and headed back to the car realising I was not as young, fit or agile as I would like to think I am!!