Many of the first stones we saw were not, in fact, original stones of the Great Circle. They were only about waist-height at best and clearly hewn into an obelisk shape, whereas all of the original stones were as they were formed in nature and many times larger than me. However, looking ahead, we could see many of the huge stones Avebury is renowned for, stretching off, as their name says, in a circle to our left.
I was probably more struck by this site than I was by Stonehenge. Yes, this probably had to do with the fact that I had no preconceptions of what Avebury would look like, but it was also just the immense span of the place that got me. Far and wide, I could see stones jutting out from the grass, completely incongruous with the rolling fields surrounding them. I could only imagine what it was like when it was first built, with the brilliant white of the Wiltshire chalk churned up by the building of the bank surrounding me. Who worshipped in this place, and what exactly did they use it for? Legend says it was the druids, but archaeology shows that Avebury predates the druids by many, many years. All of the mystery and intrigue, to me, only gave it more of an aura.
I really enjoyed myself weaving around the stones with my Nanna. I ran my fingers along the stones, feeling their weathered faces, and laughed at the antics of the sheep and lambs cavorting throughout the field. One ewe had her face buried underneath the triangular edge of one of the stones, and when we approached, she pulled it up just enough to give us the impression that she was holding the stone up with the power of her little head. I've heard of the weight of the world being on your shoulders...but on your head?
Unfortunately, we couldn't cross over to where the D-shape of the Southern Circle was, because there was construction going on to build a staircase over the bank. We just looked from afar at the second lot of large stones, much closer together, with flocks of white all around them.
Nanna walked back across the field to the entrance, but I took the long way back, dipping down into the ditch before coming up onto the bank. Two lambs and their mother met me there, and one of the lambs had absolutely no fear at all. It nearly walked straight into me trying to sniff my camera!
There was a great view of the whole southern section of the Great Circle and the Southern Circle from the bank, complemented by spectacular scenery to the other side. I would say it is a must to climb the bank to get a feel for the whole site which spreads out before you. It filled me once again with wonder at the people of Avebury long ago. What a stunning, mesmerizing sight.