Greetings from across The Pond!

I was first at Castlerigg in summer 1969. A profound experience, triggered my lifelong interest in stone circles. In some ineffable way I felt that I had come home. Returned thrice during the 1970s. Always magickal.

Reading some of the posts here, I guess things have changed. Back then, few if any signposts, no tourists - only encountered 1 other person during my 4 visits there. And sheep? The place was cluttered with cows. You had to be careful where you stepped!

Things change.....