Ancient and Mystical England

You can kinda see the crop circle we visited

Last weekend I got to explore ancient and mystical England with our friends Vrinda, George and Percy. Unfortunately Courtney was working, as she always seems to be doing. We went out to the countryside to find us some crop circles. Unfortunately the wheat had already been harvested taking the coolest of the crop circles with it. The corn had not yet been harvested though and we set out. First off know one there knew about it and driving right up next to the crop (and actually walking through it a bit) we could not find it.

Fortunately George is a great source of information both about rural and historical England. What was also in the area was the the Uffington Whitehorse a giant chalk drawing of a horse on a hillside, Uffington Castle which at this point is mostly dirt mounds on top of the hill, the wooden structures themselves long gone, and Wayland’s smithy which I talk about later. I will leave most of the details about what those are to the wikipedia links I made for you.

In the horse's head with a dog.

Since the horse and the castle are both up on a large hill we supposed that we would go to those first and see what we could see of the crop circle.  Turns out that we were indeed in the field with the crop circle before, but we missed it. After an ice cream, we ran around the countryside looking for a farmhouse to get permission to go into the crop circle. Turns out the farmhouse is not exactly close to the field, but the first farmhouse we went to directed us to the proper place where we received permission and found out according to George, that farmers here talk like pirates.

Success we found it!

We made our way back to the field and found our way in. For the record, I did not feel any mystic energy, nor did we capture my psychic powers in a picture as happened at Stonehenge.  Just for the record too, I would never ever hide in the corn field and run out screaming to scare people.

The entrance to Wayland's Smithy

After the crop circle we walked maybe a half a mile to Wayland’s Smithy, a 5000 year old burial site thingy. There we met the Pagans who were involved in a young girls ceremonial right of passage, which contrary to popular belief did not involve sex acts or human sacrifice.  After that and some good deal of getting lost we made it back safe and sound to Oxford. Unfortunately we are once again having gallery photos, maybe we will have it fixed again once we return from Germany.