Visited 5 December 2020 as dusk was approaching.
Nearing the end of an unexpectedly arduous section of the Gloucestershire Way from Mitcheldean to Huntley via the summit of May Hill, made difficult due to the incredibly slippery mud that seemed to coat every hillside and every field, which has had me on my arse three times in the first few miles.
The visit requires a detour from the Way at Gander’s Green, so I approach through the forestry to the southwest. The tracks are initially good and easy to walk, but then drop steeply to a little valley to the south of the earthwork. From here the going is hard, pools of water concealing sticky mud. Once I reach the bottom of the valley, the track climbing up towards the earthwork was so slippery with mud I begin to wonder if I’ll ever get up it. But like Macbeth, I’m stepped in mud so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o’er.
Eventually I round a bend and the gradient levels. From here it’s an easier walk to the earthwork, which turns out to be right next to the path. It’s been cleared of trees at some point, making it easy enough to follow the single bank round. Like all woodland sites that are not kept clear, it is already teeming with self-seeded brambles and what will no doubt eventually become more trees. It’s a well-preserved site, although I’d still not like to guess whether it’s Iron Age or medieval. It crowns the top of the little hill, but any panoramic views are sadly restricted by the trees on all sides.
The light is failing and I’m tired after the mud-slogged miles. But I enjoy the short visit here before plunging back into the woodland. Rather than retracing my steps down the mudslide southeast, I head westwards. The path soon becomes a wide and impassible pool, forcing a detour into a clear-felled area where I somehow manage to avoid tripping over hidden roots and stumps and eventually rejoin the path proper. It’s been a harder visit than I had expected, but it’s a nice site and worth the detour. A spring visit would probably be best, as long as it’s been dry.
A bit of arse walking, excellent!
It wasn't excellent at the time!
No, don't worry I copied you on Jura visiting the Strone Standing stone, trees, sliding and legs open led to a fair amount of swearing and girning.