| Monday 27 May 1998
Monday was a Public Holiday. The other guests were hoping for a busy day at the craft
fair and reported that there had been a lot for people to see and do the previous day. This was a double edged sword for stallholders of course, as the public could watch the attractions and spend less time (and money) on the craft stalls. |
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We wished them well for the day to come and took our leave of Wychurch Farm. For the rest of the holiday we would look for somewhere to sleep during each day.
We had decided to go to Old Sarum, the old fortified town that stood above, and predated,
Salisbury. Our route took us first past our second white horse of the week, on the hillside at Westbury.
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Driving on from Westbury, we passed Stonehenge on our right hand side. Robbed of it's atmosphere by high wire fences, turnstiles and the distance at which visitors are kept, the monument never-the-less retains its majestic dignity and one is always humbled at the thought of the human effort to build such a structure with bare hands.
It prompted me to make a slight detour to see the site of a similarly laid out structure
but using wood instead of stone: Woodhenge. The wood of course has long-since vanished. |
| Concrete markers have been erected to show the sites of the excavated post holes. The
single prehistoric grave had been freshly covered with a bunch of wild flowers. |
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