I learned some cool stuff... Like, "stonehenge" means "hanging stone."
And there was a circle of wooden poles before there were stones.
Also, the wind in these places can be brutal. As a fantasy novelist that made me rethink what it would be like to hike or ride across open land...
|Stonehenge pilgrims braving the wind.|
And although I am not usually a fan of the tourist headset, I tolerated the one at Stonehenge long enough that it started telling me stories about the place. Which was fine with me. :)
A lot of the legends I heard about had to do with Merlin. The one I remember most clearly was that he sent giants to West Wales (We apparently know the stones came from there.) to get the stones, but they were taking so long that Merlin got fed up and transported the stones to southern England with his magic. Sometimes you just have to do things yourself.
There are also legends that King Arthur is buried there.
|King Arthur? I can see it...|
But the best part is...
No matter how much we study it, or how hard we think...
|Here you can see one of the nearby barrows.|
We just don't know why people created Stonehenge. It is a mystery.
And I think mystery is good for us, nowadays.
Next stop, Bath! The city Jane Austen may or may not have hated!