I knew I’d hate the walk which even Burl calls ‘tedious’. But I did it in 50 minutes, mostly by thinking about Sir Ernest Shackleton and the fact this was surely better than being at work... wasn’t it?! The weather was shite – very windy and it even hailed once we’d reached the huge circles. Damnit! They’d be no sketching here.
My notebook says: ‘absolutely appalling walk which I’m not sure is entirely worth it, even though this perfect pair of large, complete circles are ‘A’-list Hollywood sites.’ Nevertheless, to see this pair of circles so close together, so even and so big was a real privilege. But the hike and the weather left me feeling so shitty that I couldn’t even be arsed to climb the nearby rise to get some height. Moth did though and got some lovely pics.
I staggered around them like a drunkard wondering: ‘why here?’, ‘why two?’, ‘why so close?’ and ‘how the hell am I going to get back to the car?‘