For the end of the solstice Helen, Sawooki and myself headed for Ashover Rock again, how I always get lost on my way there is beyond me but it’s something I have to accept…
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For the end of the solstice Helen, Sawooki and myself headed for Ashover Rock again, how I always get lost on my way there is beyond me but it’s something I have to accept…
So last night after much deliberation and fannying about we set sail for Stanton Moor, it was gone 1am when we finally set off but that still left us over 3 hours to complete the mission we’d set ourselves. Upon landing at Stanton I was firstly overwhelmed by the amount of people this place seems to gather these days, long gone are the proper drum circles of old, I think I heard 2 drummers and many, many ‘pretentious university student wannabe hippy’ accents mingled in with the ‘rich parent hippy’ accent that we’ve all heard from time to time.