has to be the most beautiful hill in the north. ignore the tree farms and fylingdales big lump of star wars junk on the horizon, and look at the shadow the hill casts all around. walking to the top makes your knees go wobbly. the circle at the foot of the hill is wrecked but still has some lovely big stones, and you can’t help but lean into them like the sheep do. check out the bridestones and hole of horcum too – glaciation was the best thing that ever happened to yorkshire.
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Came here in February 2002 following a footnote from Aubrey Burl and a bad printout of an OS map. Couldn’t work out where the circle was so headed for the top of the biggest hill, demolishing and re-building a wobbly drystone wall in the process. There are so many big stones, weird dips and sheep skulls in the fields around it that it took a while to get there, but what a cool little circle it is. It feels really peaceful and a place to spend some time despite icy cold, bones everywhere and truckers steaming past on the road nearby. Even under a grey sky the stones were glowing.