This rocky outcrop has to be the most moving, aesthetically pleasing piece of sculpture I’ve ever seen – naturally occurring or otherwise.
Shaped by millennia of the viciously inclemental Bodmin Moor weather – and let’s face it, it can be pretty bad – the graceful, flowing curves and contours exhibited here make it seem ludicrous to think that this just sort of, er, ‘happened’. But then, Mother always has known best, hasn’t she?
I can’t help thinking the upper most segment looks remarkably like an archetypal dolmen capstone. Seeing as this was obviously an prehistoric ‘special place’ maybe the connection isn’t as far fetched as I first thought. An intriguing thought......