|Five for the price of one, how cool is that, I'd have stopped even if there was just one, infact Iv'e climbed mountains for much less.
Rediculously I couldnt find it, a bit of brain freeze maybe but I was definately in the wrong field, back to the road and start again.
There isnt anywhere good to park nearby i parked two hundred yards east and walked back down the road.
The bracken was high but is now beginning to wilt
so I helped it on it's way by trampling as much as I could. Watchful cows feigned ignorance from the corner of the field, but I'm awake enough to know when I'm being watched.
I tend to think the whole shabang was built into a single cairn with five cists pentagonaly arranged throughout.
Were the occupants of each cist a single person, or a whole family, or a whole family line. I couldnt help thinking of family, lineage and things like that. Then on to my own family, my own mortality then I got quite depressed and had to leave, perhaps the cup marked rock i'm going to next can cheer me up.
Posted by postman
23rd September 2009ce