Sunday 26 September 2010

Knowlton Rings, Dorset

This was a very short walk, almost completely circular, and encompassed 5000 years of mankind's attempt to make sense of existence. Set in a quiet but magical corner of Dorset, Knowlton rings is a complex of henge monuments and burial mounds. Although many of the earthworks are ploughed out and only visible from the air, the one henge that remains has the ruins of a 14th century church in the middle. Caroline and I discussed site continuity and the fact that man is drawn to places of previous spiritual importance. 'What would we build as a symbol of our achievements' snorted Caroline,'Tescos?'
A henge has the ditch on the inside of the bank and seems to be keeping something in rather than keeping things out. The 2 yew trees by the eastern gate were festooned with votive offerings of coloured ribbons and cloth although what the gods made of that is hard to imagine. Outside the henge, heavy squalls of summer rain threatened but missed us and I felt strangely sheltered by this ancient place.

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