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The barrowed knoll to the south of the Beacon featuring one man and his dog.

He’s still there! (Looking South).

The somewhat trampled barrow on the Beacon.

One day all this will be yours son.

The end.

Bbbbbbloody fffffffreezing!

Not big by any means and a little lost in the vegetation, but in a nice spot in the quiet and solitude of Rewell Wood.

It’s under those holly bushes somewhere.

Looking west.

Looking back east across the A284 to the eastern section of the dyke which lies within the estate of Arundel Castle.

Thick tangled yew and chalk rubble disturbed by critters on this substantial earthwork.

View from the pathway which bisects the two dykes, looking east.

More gnarly yew trees.

Looking north. There’s a good 3m difference between ditch and dykes at this part.

The road ahead as we depart Segsbury Camp.

Somewhere in there is the Grim’s Ditch. It gets much better further east. Honestly.

Baron Wantage’s monument built on top of a Bronze Age round barrow apparently.

Open rolling downland as far as the eye can see.

The disused railway line that once ran between Southampton, Newbury and Didcot.

The low barrow to the right and what may or may not be the faintest marks of a R***n Temple on the left.

The (Medieval?) field systems on the way down to Streatley after Lowbury Hill.

A brick in the middle of the track. Asking you or telling you?

A lonesome sarcen on the side of the track near Thurle Grange.

The Bull at Streatley and home to a few sarcen stones.

Hard to believe that this is the Ridgeway at this point.

A pleasant riverside walk.

The site of the now-vanished barrows near Barracks Farm near North Stoke.

The beginning of the more impressive section of Grim’s Ditch.

Why are we walking along this low bit when we could be walking on those hills yonder?

The gap in the Ditch at Cart Gap. It’s wide enough to drive a .......yeah, yeah.

Ah, so that’s where we are.

The ascent into the foothills of the Chilterns,

Quite a difference in levels at this point.

Nearing Nuffield. There’s been some clearance of this section.

Just north of Nuffield Common.

A Red Kite and constant companion.

Swyncombe Downs

The chamber and ‘shrine’ on the Western side. I wonder what the original roof was like as this is more like crazy paving?

She said, “I know what it’s like to be dead”.

Looking South West.

Looking out of the more accessible chamber on the Eastern side.

Looking West across the false entrance.

The crumbling edifice of this charming, but remote long barrow.

I predict a soaking!

Looking South West.