I had just spent a fruitful sunny afternoon at Avebury and was ready to head back to my rooms in Devon. As I pulled out of the car park I noted that my sat nav had gone a bit awry. That not withstanding I set off down the road I had arrived on and immediately hit traffic. At the first available round-about I flipped around and headed back, looking for a less congested route.
By this time my sat nav had kicked in and was telling me to join the traffic again so I ignored it. As I drove off I thought that I would take a route that would have me passing Woodhenge and Stonehenge. Fabulous!
However, as I came onto a roundabout that would have me on the road towards that direction a ‘mad’ driver nearly ran me off the road and I was forced onto a side road. As I looked for a place to turn around I spotted Silbury Hill in the distance. Although I was in a hurry to get home I had to stop off and admire the highest man-made mound in the country and of course a powerful energy site to boot!
I have been to Silbury hill a couple of times in the past, but only in passing. It seems that this was going to be a similar occasion. I parked up in the car park right next to the site and walked up the little path that led to a notice board proclaiming the ‘official’ history of the site. There was a note saying that the site was closed off to stop erosion. Which surprised me because it is a monument that is thousands of years old and presumably survived all that time.
– It is a topic that often surprises me. Erosion and loss of site Vs Non use of site. Which option would you opt for?
I clambered through the bared wire fence (not the one around the site) and made my way towards the site. I wasn’t intending to Guerilla Dowse it today. I just wanted to get close enough to get a ‘feel’ for the place. To touch the Genius Loci.
I dowsed my way up to the hill, asking for a place suitable for a quick meditation. I ended up at the side facing the sun (no surprise) and a few feet away from the fence.
As I sat down and got comfortable, I jumped right up. Something wasn’t right. A quick dowse comfirmed that today wasn’t a good time for me to be here. O, was there any other time I should be here? Yes.
Rather disappointed I walked back towards the barbed fence and my car. I stopped to look back wistfully at the hill.
It was then that I saw something fluttering at the top of the hill. I peered up at it for several moments. Then I realised that it was a shopping bag that had tagged on something and was fluttering in a light breeze.
I turned back to clamber through the fence and stopped again and looked back. What the fluttering bag had reminded me of was a flag and I had just recalled that my Knights Quest had me looking out for a ‘castle’ to fly my penant from. Was this an indicator of such? A quick and indecetly fast flick of the rods told me, YES!
Fabulous, once again by ‘chance’ it seems I had come across a result.
Kal Malik continuing his quest for knighthood
