West Tump

Third seasonal visit of the year (2.8.09). The woods are beautifully green and totally empty today, everywhere dappled by the filtered sunshine. I already had a heightened sense of anticipation as I approached.

I spent about an hour here today, in perfect peace with only birdsong for company. Didn’t see a soul the whole time I was here. There have been visitors though, the remains of a small campfire and a rough bivouac attest to that. I’m not sure that waking up next to this wonderful barrow wouldn’t be too much to take. Each time I went to leave, the sun went in (I’m not joking) and came back out when I decided to stay a bit longer. This happened at least three times.

When I finally did go, I set off through the wood in a NE direction, following what seemed a pretty direct path to take me out to the B4070. After about 15 minutes, I looked ahead and found myself facing West Tump again.

“I put a spell on you...”

An autumn visit is clearly required now.