A really nice woven natural wreath that a fellow pagan had obviously put there for the winter solstice, full of beautiful coloured willow and dogwood and other stems. Others may disapprove but personally we think it’s lovely to see that these sites still generate veneration and this is marked by secret others. All biodegradable and just adds to the place we reckon
On a visit a couple of days ago, it really seemed that the capstone has in fact cracked into two and the smaller piece fallen off it’s upright causing the whole capstone to collapse inward. This would not have been recently, but many many years ago. But the texture of the faces on the stone on the ground, the matching surfaces and the way it could have looked when intact seemed very possible – and once we saw it we couldn’t unsee it.
We didn’t get to see the white lady at the stone tonight, but instead a band of ghostly celestial feral horses
The outcrop next door, which seems to be inseparable from the actual dolmen with regard to vibe and function? Dolmen down field on the horizon
Shamelessly breaks Kammer’s Law with regard to the image of the monument, but attempts to get away with it via the inclusion of dogs...
Long exposure photo gone wrong. Looks like somebody punctured the moon like an egg, rupturing onto the capstone.
The capstone feels as naturally groovy as Simon and Garfunkel. One area has quite dense modern etchings like a lover’s tree. Was this really done in 1879?
The dolmen was bathed in the full moon tonight, it felt like daylight in the field
The second more disturbed summit barrow, which Figgis tells us was excavated at the beginning of the previous century, and found to contain ‘nothing but charcoal’ (which probably got chucked away)
The larger of the two summit barrows with the trig point. Unexcavated and undisturbed. Cerrig Lladron on the horizon, which has it’s own huge rocky barrow which by contrast is jumped on by thousands of tourists every year.
This red coloured stone, on the footpath a few hundred yards NE from the stone pair, looked like a piece of shaped megalithic cheese
The further away outlier, which definitely makes you think they are a male-female pair.
The nearest outlier with Orion overhead (with dog instead of attack ships on fire). This is a chunky groover
The stone on a snowy night at the turn of the year.
This is what Nash tells us is an Early Bronze Age cup and ring mark on the capstone. It’s got quite lichen covered when compared to his photo in ‘The Architecture of Death’. Be warned – it’s VERY unimpressive!
The spring uphill from the monument. Difficult to appreciate in the dark, but it seems surrounded almost on purpose by low upright rocks
The carn just below the stone, Carn Ingli above. A raven was cronking atop it just before this picture was taken
It’s quite a fat stone from this angle. Newport Beach in the distance
The stone with Carn Ingli on the horizon and an unusual phenomenon called Pembrokeshire sun
Not sure if this stone matched Sweetcheat’s one? This one we have always known as the Carn Llwyd standing stone...it’s bulky, pointed and surrounded by obvious well preserved kerbing.
These two have been commandeered as gateposts and probably have always been just that, but there’s always the possibility that there was once more to it....
Carn Ffoi is a great spot to visit if you are in the Carn Ingli area, and has a high concentration of Psilocybin in the autumn. Perhaps ‘They Were On Hard Drugs’?
The tor at dusk. The modern petrochemical industrial complex of Milford Haven can be seen like burning torches on the horizon
Dogs at sunset at Llech y Drybedd last summer. Grass was super long and it was still warm in the evening. Place felt holy and energised.
Rhos Fach stones, as seen from top of hedgebank by torchlight.
The Rhos Fach stones with the Moon and Venus, taken on a freezing cold night full of stars
