Let's lift the mood a little. What's the daftest thing you've ever done when out at the stones?
Whilst out and about yesterday I drove past a sign to a ring fort. So I drove down the lane and saw a farmer turning hay in a field. I walked over to him passed the time of day, exchanged brief life stories, discussed the lovely weather and then started to ask, "Can you tell me where the ring ...." It was at this point that I realised the field we were in was extremely round.
The farmer, realising that I had clicked, just pointed downwards and smiled.