One may have ‘heard about the bird’... but what of these two beauties only (re)discovered in 2015? No, really.
“A-well-a everybody’s heard about the bird”....
This, a somewhat shy, retiring monument (owing to its more or less complete grassy mantle) is nonetheless well worth engineering a horseshoe walk to visit, while also checking-out the cairns at Carn y Groes and Esgair-y-graig. The exquisite placement within the landscape is the icing on the cake, so to speak.
CPAT reckons: “This cairn is grass-covered and obscured from view but still survives relatively intact. It lies on a gentle northeast facing slope and the land dropping away to the southeast. It measures 9.0 metres [c29ft] in diameter and 0.3 metres high (Trysor, 2014).”
Now there’s always something a little more exciting – should one happen to be excited by this kind of thing – when a monument is accorded a personalised name upon OS mapping. However, that’s not to say the remains will always live up to the heightened expectations...
On balance, I reckon Castell y Garn, the remains of a ring cairn upon a c1,620ft summit between St. Harmon and Bwlch-y-Sarnau, manages to not disappoint. Reached by a stony track from the latter hamlet (including a short, sharp deviation uphill), the setting is airy and rather spectacular, with panoramic views to the Wye Valley and Cwmdeuddwr Hills to the west. The monument itself, however, is initially rather conspicuous by its apparent absence, with just a mutilated residue standing before a fence junction. Gaze beyond said fence, however, and a rather large diameter (apparent) ring cairn will be discerned.
There is no doubting the prehistoric provenance since CPAT notes:
“Williams [1858] records it as ‘a most perfect cairn accompanied with a stone chest, human bones, black earth and other corresponding appendages.’”
Sure, the cairn has clearly suffered much trauma since then, but thankfully still survives. CPAT adds:
“Site seems to be a ring cairn with a low bank 1.2m wide and 0.25m high visible most clearly in SE quadrant. Elsewhere, there is a low bank forming the outer edge, but no inner edge to the ring bank. Two fence lines cross the site and join in the middle. Although eroded in the past the threat is not so serious now as 10 years ago (CPAT, 3/8/00).”
Ironically enough, this is the only section of the monument shown upon the map. At least my map...
Don’t fence me in! There is a field gate some distance to the southwest (behind me) allowing access. I felt pretty sure the landowner would not object.
The circular bank can be seen curving away to the left...
Looking approx southwest(ish). Clearly, this was a pretty substantial monument back in the day.
Looking approx west along a quite substantial arc of the surviving ring cairn.
First impressions upon arriving at the c1,620ft summit can probably be summarised as ‘but there’s hardly anything here!’ However, take a peek over the fence and allow the eyes to adjust... this has a deceptively substantial footprint.
Esgair-y-graig can be seen beyond... the final leg of the horseshoe walk.
Not that upstanding, but of reasonable diameter... and occupying a first-rate location.
CPAT (PRN: 1513) have this to say about this deceptively substantial cairn, scheduled in 2004:
“Artificial mound c. 9m diameter x 0.8m high, on which are what appear to be kerbstones defining a cairn 5.5m in diameter X 0.4m high, offset to south east side of the mound. A large modern cairn at west side of the Bronze Age cairn is c. 1.5m high x 2.2m diameter. Bronze Age cairn is in good condition although damaged by construction of the modern cairn. The kerb and much of the interior appear to be intact. Situated on local summit with good views to south and east”
Esgair Clochfan is located ‘around the corner’ near the distant forestry line – with a soggy interlude en route.
Looking roughly south toward Blaen Clawdd Du. There is just so much going on upon these deceptively benign Cwmdeuddwr Hills. The footprint is hopefully self-explanatory.
The overcast, misty conditions thankfully didn’t persist.... or else I would’ve seriously considered aborting the continuation to Esgair Clochfan. These are not hills to take lightly.
A large modern marker cairn surmounts what is, to be fair, a pretty obvious prehistoric footprint, given the context.
Looking from near the very recently re-discovered round barrow/cairn upon Pen y Garfan...
If this isn’t a round barrow/very grassed-over cairn... I’ll eat my hat, so I will.
Looking approximately south. The forestry – top right – conceals the lovely little prehistoric complex of Pen-raglan-y-wynt... while straight ahead is Cefn Cnwcheithinog.
Pretty amazing that an airborne laser can identify this?
‘If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it’. So (apparently) said Bert Lance, a senior advisor to much-maligned former US president Jimmy Carter, a man who is arguably due a reappraisal, actually worth his SALT? In The Citizen Cairn’s opinion, this is one of the more logical and useful idioms, albeit one now seemingly at loggerheads with today’s hyperactive worldview demanding ‘change for the sake of change’... regardless of the consequences. For the record, I’m all for change, so long as it delivers demonstrable benefit. Consider: who in their right mind would decommission all former rural ‘phone boxes when mobile reception in the uplands of Wales is often non-existent? That being said, technological advancement is the very reason I find myself here, in the fastness of Ceredigion, this morning.
Yeah, scanning the wondrous Archwilio last week – as you do... if you actually get around to doing any homework – I noticed a tentative entry relating to: ‘A circular mound around 11m in diameter identified on LiDAR. A possible round barrow or cairn. [A Pyper 2024]’. Ha! What potential irony in identifying something that has lain hidden in plain sight for millennia.... by the most hi-tech method extant in the laser? Beam me up.... to wherever you now are, Mr Burl! How can one not accept the challenge? There is a problem, however. Negative change exhibiting some of the basest, most regrettable human traits. But we will come to that later, should you wish to bear with me.
As I follow the public right of way towards Bryn-glas I’m suddenly confronted by a ‘No Admittance’ sign, curiously not bi-lingual (begging the question: how would I understand if I were Welsh, then?). Pausing to check the map, I recall from my previous time here when visiting the exquisite little prehistoric complex of Pen-y-raglan-wynt that – technically – the track is supposed to deviate to the north around the farmyard. I also recall that, struggling with route-finding, I paused to engage with the occupant back then, a very knowledgeable, friendly man who had no issue with somewhat confused punters upon his property. Consequently, once again seeing no obvious sign of the ‘deviation’, I decide to carry on and possibly renew old acquaintances. All is quiet at the farmhouse, however – assuming you discount the cacophony emanating from numerous dog kennels – so, finally picking up the onward route below and to the left, I ascend the hillside beyond, the terrain none too stable following the copious recent rainfall. Cresting a rise, I note Pen y Garfan to the west, the intervening field gates invitingly wide open. Despite this, I cannot shake a curious feeling of ‘not being welcome’.
The landscape is once again pretty soggy, the distance, however, is thankfully short. Suddenly it dawns upon me that I’ve neglected to note down the OS coordinates so can not recall exactly where the round barrow – if indeed it IS a round barrow – is located. Hence I’m aware I could be about to discover... absolutely nothing. In the event this very quickly becomes water beneath the boot, so to speak, for as I begin to ascend the eastern flank of the hill I subconsciously walk unerringly straight to the monument. Yeah, I may be relying upon what Programme Managers would term ‘legacy kit’, but nonetheless, my prehistoric RADAR is clearly functioning within acceptable operating parameters. To be fair, so is DAT’s LIDAR since, if ever there was an archetypal small, upland round barrow, in my opinion, this is one. However, before settling down to hang out and enjoy the fruits of our combined labours, I elect to carry on to the summit to see if anything might have escaped the apparently ‘all-seeing’ scrutiny of amplified light? Just to make sure with the ‘Mark 1 eyeball’, you understand? For what it’s worth, I think not. A very tenuous case might possibly be put forward for a slight stone spread at the summit, but if so, any former monument has been more-or-less obliterated.
Back at our hot-off-the-press discovery, the positioning of the monument is found to be ‘right on the money’. Yeah, resplendent to the (approx) south, verdant forestry conceals the aforementioned Pen-y-raglan-wynt upon Cefn Gwenffrwrd, while to the southeast, across the Afon Pysgotwr Fawr, the similarly archaeologically blessed Cefn Cnwcheithinog stretches into the distance. While swinging around to the approx north, the enigmatic plateau of Bryn y Gorlan rises above the ubiquitous, industrial-strength upland grass, the form of the latter blurring with wind-induced movement. As I ‘take luncheon’ to watch crows undertaking numerous sorties in an attempt to maintain air superiority over numerous aerobatic Red Kites, the light mist finally dissipates, great washes of golden light bursting forth from ever-expanding cracks in the looming cloud base. That this is a great place to be is highlighted by the seemingly fleeting passage of several hours.
Retracing my steps, I still cannot work out the route of that damn deviation in the path without resorting to clambering over fences – perhaps it IS just me? – so elect to proceed as before. However.... just as I approach my vehicle I’m suddenly aware that a car is hurtling towards me from the direction whence I’ve just come. As it screeches to an abrupt halt I note that: 1) the occupant is NOT the landowner I met some years ago; 2) this individual clearly has a major problem with me being here; 3) as such he is spoiling for a fight. How tiresome! Naturally, I assume my farmyard ‘navigation shenanigans’ are the issue but, bizarrely, it appears not. No, he is actually most ‘put out’ that I’ve parked where I have: that is upon a “council road ‘we’ built” (a short stretch of disintegrating concrete bordering the public road). Now, given I’ve parked in the same place twice before WITH local consent (according to my notes)... and that his alleged ‘no parking signs’ simply do not exist (I have video), I’ll leave you to judge the character/mindset of this individual.
There is another old idiom (tenuously attributed to that titan of American literature Mark Twain) which I believe to be worthy of consideration in circumstances such as this, regardless of the degree of provocation: “Never argue with stupid people, they will only drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience”. So... I take a deep breath, apologise for whatever offence I am supposed to have committed in a very plummy English accent... and have an inward chuckle at such utter tribalistic nonsense.
Later on, having stopped for the night to make camp, I reflect that, as with the modern blanket reliance upon the mobile phone, not all changes in land ownership are positive. However, let’s ensure we do not let petty fools keep the antiquarian-minded from our heritage. Oh, and let’s hear it for those magnificent archaeologists in their LIDAR-equipped flying machines.
Good vibe. I’d suggest an initial visit to not-too-distant Ffos Gau before coming here to chill out in the eveneing. Carnedd Fach can be left in peace, to be honest.
Despite being ‘hollowed out’ and with an OS trig pillar placed within... this is still a pretty substantial monument in much better condition than the devastated Carnedd Fach to the approx NE.
Extreme light contrast, but hopefully you get the idea...
A decent cairn located within a forestry ride...
Sunburst, looking across the superbly camouflaged monument to the forestry-clad Carn Bwlch-y-Cloddiau, centre skyline.
As far as I could tell, no more stones remain here than can be seen. But it was more than enough. Exquisite site.
The remains of the presumed kerb... after quite a bit of ‘exposing’.
Hidden in plain sight. This one’s been on the list for years now... somewhat obscure, to be fair. The glorious view is towards the ‘jaws’ of upper Cwm Ystwyth, with the cairn cemetery of Craig y Lluest approx background centre left.
Looking towards Esgair-y-graig – apparently carrying a section of the ‘Wye Valley Walk’ – from Esgair Clochfan. The cairn I identified is located extreme left of the ‘green section’ of the ridge.
Although very poorly treated – an immovable loop of barbed wire is embedded within the surface of the cairn – this remains a reasonably preserved monument. However, the surface of the ridge is very badly drained and, furthermore, churned up to buggery by bovines. As a result, I was not able to identify the posited second cairn to the south (SN8957076781).
The Esgair Clochfan cairn is located before the treeline, left skyline. I had visited as part of a ‘horseshoe walk’ commencing with Carn y Groes...