The entrance to the fogou is just by the cow’s arse behind the gate.
No wonder William Borlase became such a well respected antiquary – he was born in a house with a fogou outside the front door...
Sketched very fast, on site in a stiff chilly breeze!
The reductive nature of this sketch due to high wind and low temperatures whilst sketching! The light washes took ages to dry, it was so cold.
“By the light of the Silbury Moon”, watercolour on paper
The little cist, exposed at the north end of the barrow.
Moth stands on top of the great, tall mound of Lower Swell LB, now the overgrown home to a great colony of badgers by the looks of things.