Before getting to Sharieland, I thought I’d begin with this interesting shot from Whitehead Crossing of a single leafed plant with 3 symmetrically arranged flower petals atop it. I’m trying to pay attention to such things — this would be beside No Title Rock, I believe, and taken about 2 weeks prior to posting it here.
To the main subject of the day now: This weekend I was fortunate enough to accomplish hikes on Friday, Saturday and Sunday all. Friday and Sunday sent me to what I’m, as of yesterday, calling Sharieland. “Sharie” is a portmandeu of words “fairy” and “share”. It is literally a fairy that likes to share, at least with other fairies of its type. The theory goes that the land immediately below and around Herman’s Mansion in Herman Park was riddled with the creatures, and perhaps they even use to interact with the humans who lived and worked there, perhaps even Herman himself or at least one or several of his family. In this way, they may be akin to the borrowers made famous by English author Mary Norton.
I first found clear evidence of a fairy culture in the vicinity of the mansion through this more elaborate rock cairn, extending itself beyond a mere single line stack of rocks. Is there a message within the multi-layered arrangement?
These pictures comes not downhill from Herman’s Mansion, as the above ones do, but from the ridge immediately to its west that, at its peak, rises a bit beyond the mansion’s rooftops. Herman himself named this low ridge The Eight Ball, and the path encircling and also penetrating its summit was a favorite of he and his wife.
Squarish rock on the ridge.
We’ll return to The Eight Ball in a moment, but let’s shift to yet another location near the mansion: a flatter ridge not known about or explored before Friday atall, and just a stone’s throw south of the former. Actually, I first began to think about fairies in the area when finding this remarkably flat area and variously holed trees and stones within. A large-ish garter snake (below) pointed me towards the wilder interior of the ridge as I was walking past it on a carriage road, but I didn’t understand its message until later…
… after spotting this nice rock a bit off and above the road, about a football field’s length down from the snake. Its presence immediately lured me back into the woods, and soon I was exploring the whole extent of the flat top of the ridge it perched on the edge of. I’ll come up with a name for this rock soon; it’s similar in size, say, to Grey Rock of Whitehead Crossing, but without a topping stone (Seal Stone) in this case.
What might be the heart of the forest on the ridge, with a peculiar and admittedly a bit disturbing gash in the tree to the right here. Two holes, actually, but the lower and larger one seems quite like a wound, so much so that I found I didn’t want to put a close up of it in this blog. What is the story behind this? Is it really a “wound”, perhaps one that can’t heal? Does it tell something about the fairies of the area?
A towering pine tree further south on the ridge.
Still on the as yet unnamed ridge just a bit south of Herman’s Mansion, we have faint paths through cryptic trees.
A main road of the area is not far away from the ridge top.
A rock seeming to mark the end of the ridge in this direction.
Another one of those birthday balloons I find with some frequency around Herman and Frank Parks. Do they all possibly originate from the same huge birthday extravaganza? Still a mystery as to why they’re around for me.
Another enchanting ridge scene.
Perhaps another fairy hole, this time in a pine and filled with water.
There’s a nice creek with several feeder springs to the north of the ridge, another place I can’t remember exploring in the past.
Another possible fairy home near this creek.
Heading toward Herman’s Mansion from the ridge discussed in “Sharieland 02”.
Reaching the mansion. Herman often made jokes about his home being “behind the eight ball” when things went afowl there, like with the Termite Terror of 1902.
Path on Eight Ball Ridge.
While starting up the path, I was rather startled to see what appeared to be a fairy home at the base of a tree to my right. Very unambiguous!
Forks in the trail. This is where the central “eight” can be entered. Alternately you can just walk in a big loop (straighter path to left), bypassing the very top of the ridge. Being quite superstitious, Herman always walked the “eight”, and in a clockwise direction according to legend. He felt this helped keep bad luck away from the house. Herman accomplished the ritual almost daily, more often than not accompanied by his loyal wife Ethel.
One could possibly even make an argument that Herman originated the phrase, “behind the eight ball”, meaning to be in a sticky situation. I’ll have to look up if croquet was played on the grounds per reference to “Eight Ball Croquet” in the above article. A ridge just north of the house, a kind of direct continuation of The Eight Ball (but with a distinct, separate peak) has since been nicknamed Cue Ball, but there’s no record of Herman’s family coming up with this appellation.
And now we return to what appears to be the meat of Sharieland just downhill from the mansion. This interesting cement container seems to mark a northern boundary. Did something like “Welcome to Sharieland!” use to be scrawled upon its front?
Eye Rock (my name) a little above the container.
More photos and text concerning Sharieland soon enough! It seems to be a big, big topic.
No time for intros. Sharies ruled the land below Herman’s Mansion. Interacted with the humans on the property. Made their way to the house, yes. Carrcass-8 should help. Behind the 8 Ball.
So Carrcass-8 is going to help me understand the mythology of the Sharies.
Yes. Starting with LINDA.
Did Herman know about them?
I’ll continue speculating without Hucka D., then. Herman walked past a fairy house on his daily strolls on Eight Ball Ridge, or what he perhaps insisted be called merely “The Eight Ball”. And, yes, Herman and his family played croquet in the backyard there, and maybe were familiar with the game Eight Ball. Don’t see how they couldn’t have been. Those working in the fields around Heart Lake were closer to Sharieland Central, however. To the fairies they were giants. Sharieland may have had a parallel to My Second Lyfe’s Pietmond, a Golden City in the sky. Sharies consider the working Herman estate the Golden Age, now long past. They had a shared fantasy, a Shared Fantasia even. What happened to the Sharies after that, and the coming of The Way? Lisa the V. became involved after that. Sharies might have understood the transmigration of the soul across bodies.
Billfork is involved here. The settlement of TILE Creek paralleled that of the neighboring Heart Lake region up to the formation of Billfork on Fork Creek, and the discovery of the true head of TILE Creek next to Head Rock and not at Hand Spring. Did some Sharie fairies settle in the Billfork area after this Golden Age had ended?
Sharies were comforted by the sight of the mansion up on the hill above their central region. They were always very aware how much of the house you could see from any one location. They knew a young boy could be watching them from an upstairs window.
There were the tame, domesticated Sharies living in and around the mansion (and perhaps in other houses in the park at that time), and then the wild Sharies living in the fields around the house. Specifically Heart Lake would have been a magnet of attraction.
Could the Termite Terror of 1902 actually have been an excuse to capture and/or eradicate Sharies in the mansion? (or in the wild?)
This is a big topic.
Herman was busy running the mansion and grounds and had no time for fairies except for his walks on Eight Ball. This was a linking place. The Sharies confused Herman with the Eight Ball. They set up a specific fairy house, perhaps even a stage house (like a doll house, except reversed?) on this path for Herman and wife to see. Son Eddie saw the Sharies (yes!).
Eight Ball (Hill) originally called Eighth Ball, after the croquet game. Herman was a collage of people — he was a Munster Mash(up).
Sharieland’s Heart Line (01), then Whitehead X-ing Trees
Heart Line is a path running from a postion between Heart and Head Lake to a road below Herman’s Mansion, cutting across the heart, as I interpret it, of his namesake park. I also assoc. it with the *Heart* Line on a *Hand*, positioned above the *Head* Line and whose lower end is just above the upper end of the *Health* Line. See the diagram at the end of this post.*
Below are two pictures of rocks found along Heart Line or Line of Heart. I’ll take more pictures this weekend, with accompanying text to be generated as well.
Neart a central point, Heart Line becomes clogged with rhododendron, but a path has been cut through the bramble still, allowing one to continue upward or downward. I should also note here that Heart Line is not an official hiking trail of the park, but has obviously been walked and even somewhat maintained as an unofficial one by certain groups of people in the past.
A holly tree marking an upper end of the meadow above Heart Lake — as seen from Heart Line, once more.
We move now to neighboring Frank Park, and a shot of a large and apparently dying oak tree just beyond the northern edge of the Whitehead Crossing region.
Greenmount from Green Steam on the lower edge of Whitehead Crossing, or what is also the upper end of Green Stream’s Korean Channel.
You wish to ask about palmistry and hand, heart, health, head. Yes, the blueprint for the lakes of the park all appear in Sharieland, in the various paths that cut across the land just below Herman’s beautiful mansion in the skies. But there may have been more human intervention in these plans than you presently suspect. Perhaps Herman knew of the Heart Line. Perhaps Herman knew of the giant hand[ as it were], below the mansion. Pull up that Arkansas hand from before — Baxter County I believe.
Here it is, Hucka.
Well, certainly Herman’s Mansion is his beautiful *Mountain Home* in the skies, Hucka[ as you put it].
Herman wished to move his home into the mountains themselves, to become one with the mountains. He’s approving of your work, baker b.
MOUNTAIN HOME… FOLLOWING THE HEART. HEART LEADS TO HEAD. HEAD OF MOUNTAIN.
Herman saw his mansion positioned between cue and eight ball on the Mounds of Venus; his grounds as a giant hand — fingers as roads. Mansion equals 12345 between the balls. Cue ball was oblique in his living days. Cue ball and eight ball are two of the mounds here.
Some say Herman saw his mansion in a vesica piscus lying between the two mounds. Some say he wanted his mansion to be the third, central mound, completing the hand of his land [Land Hand]. He wanted to rooftops to be equal in elevation to the basically equal tops of Cue and Eight.
In this doctored map, the two mounds are clearly/obviously in the center: “8” marks the top of Eight Ball and “C” the peak of Cue Ball. Notice Herman’s Mansion is quite positioned between the two, reinforcing a vesica piscus interpretation. On this map I’ve also included the location of Heart Line (red) just downhill from the mansion, and also Head Lake and Heart Lake are marked.
The 2 mounds would have to be those of The Sun and Saturn, don’t you think baker b.?
Suppose. According to this article…
Sorry to interrupt [again!], but that may be the Mount of Saturn and Jupiter, instead. I think this is what Herman thought when building his mansion. It is a cross between Saturn and Jupiter, the two largest mounds…er, planets I mean. And that makes sense when I’m looking at the map again through your eyes.
Yeah, thanks for adding that last part. Partial credit to me, then.
I’ll think about it. (smiles)
So here we go:
But can we go even *further* with this, Hucka D., and say that *all* mounds of the hand have correspondence in the landscape around the mansion. Obviously I think we can say that the Mound or Mount of Apollo corresponds with that flat ridge I explored a week ago today, where I felt a strong presence of fairies. Traditional palmistry has it that if a mound of the hand is too flat, it represents a weakening of that aspect in the personality.
Yes. *All* mounds are represented in the landscape, as you’ve guessed. You better study the history of palmistry.
Carrcass-*9* is basically mapped out… will probably tape this weekend. Will return to Sharies mythology very soon, hopefully more toward the end of this week and the weekend. England coming up fast!
I’m still with you. Now you know how advanced the Frank and Herman, Einstein mythology is compared to the Ashville one from the early nineties. Very much more advanced. You have reached maturity… finally. I will help.
I’m still sad about Pietmond[ folding up]. I always have the related posts[ from 2010-13].
Pietmond and New Pietmond. You will return. Temple.
Hucka D. had to go away and make some soup, he said. What *next* for the Frank and Herman mythology? What of this *fall*? I have a feeling a second new carrcass may form just behind or beyond the spanking new and as yet untaped Carrcass-9. That will then be in July or Aug., perhaps. Then Sep. will bring the beg. of the Fall hiking season, but probably too early to think about that. F&HE! blog will be 1 year old in Sep.. 1 full cycle. What does Carrcass-9 tell us about Frank and Herman Parks? Lisa the V. is within, obviously. Lisa the V. saw the division of Frank and Herman Parks both by The Way. This marked end of estate and beginning of protected and undeveloped park. Herman and his wife had left the scene. Sharies had left or been transformed or transmuted. Golden Age centered on *their* Pietmond had ended. Pietmond was a reflection of the success of the estate. Palmistry.
Focus should remain on WC, the center.
Hi WC. Are you Joe the Rock?
Yes. The reds, the greens, the whites meet there. Great Gathering.
Need to return to Lion’s Roar — a must!
There is a question of exteriorization and how to accomplish. To protect the DDD center you must advance a bit. Last 5 yrs this will be. RM. When this happens, you will dictate the rules. F&HE! will be certainly there with you. Put Andderson and its valley in the past. Served its purpose.. to get you to this point. Publish BARK. Make additional collages and additional extensions of the Art 10×10[ like with this past winter]. More carrcasses. What will the next carrcass be, Baker b?
Inversion or some kind of continuation of the present one. Lost.
You’re going to be amazed[ once more]. That’s why the present one was Deadened.
Little Wiltshite/Whitehead X-ing Visit
Whitehead X-ing, Late Spring 01
Unfortunately I deleted the first slice of my new Whitehead Crossing related photos last night when preparing this post. But I’ll probably take pics of all the deleted scenes soon enough. So let’s go with what we’ve got this morning. The first picture records part of the process of creating a “thinking circle”, or a place I would walk around in a big circle and just think out loud. I’ve made quite a number of these down through the years in various spots; *thinking* most recently in… well, actually I hadn’t made one of these in a number of years, and have forgotten where the last appearance would be. I use to have a thinking rock just outside of Boulder, within the Herman Park borders. I’d basically pace a small loop upon the rock while talking to myself about various, usually synchronicity related subjects. The stone lays below one of the park’s many carriage trails, jutting from the top side of a deep valley to Boulder’s west. But I haven’t been over there for many years. In contemplating the matter further, I *have* created quite a number of these loops, but usually they are of a very transient nature, and used only once or twice. But there are exceptions. Will the Whitehead Crossing contemplation circle (new name) be more long term in nature? Well, first I have to nail down the path of the loop, which I didn’t quite do this fine, late May day. The gray feather at the base of the tree pictured below might be an indicator on where the loop should be placed — I was looking for signs like this when continuing to pick out the path in test runs. If the loop is completed it seems to be of a ovoid shape, about 40 yards long and 25 or so yards wide, and centered by a large tulip tree which forks into two parts near its base.
More on that story as it develops during future visits.
A shot of the huge Knobby Log crossing Whitehead Brook near the center of the complex.
Bank of Whitehead Brook, opposite a small beach just upstream from Knobby Log or Big Log — haven’t quite settled on a name yet.
I didn’t take any pictures this day of the heart of the 4 Sticks area, which may also represent the beating heart of Whitehead Crossing as a whole. However, I certainly stopped in, as I always do when visiting WC, and took note of late spring developments. Yes, it truly seems to be an epicenter, and if I was — no, *when* I camp in the area — this is as good a spot as any to set up a tent. As with the creation of the Contemplation Loop, I’m very cognizant of the wildlife already present, with my aim to disturb and especially kill or eradicate as few of the native plants as possible. Contemplation Loop is being set up in the only logical place it could be within Whitehead X-ing, in a more open area with much fewer ground plants than other spots. The center of 4 Sticks also fits this bill, but within a much more limited range, probably too limited for the creation of a contemplation loop there. But I’ll talk more of 4 Sticks later on as well… this is probably where I’ll set the model train track down also (a la a Lion’s Roar), if it comes to that. 🙂
But to the below picture: Another thing I decided to work on today was identifying the main path through the Whitehead Crossing area, beginning at the Maine Trail (official hiking trail just north of Whitehead Crossing) and running all the way through the meat of the area — past the Contemplation Loop and Grey Seal and Cliffs of Dundee and 4 Sticks, etc. — to Green Stream, a distance of several football fields, perhaps. Just past 4 Sticks (heading to Green Stream) the trail seems to divide into 2, with the left fork quickly coming to a dead end, however. Instead, the less obvious, right fork is the way to reach the fabled stream, soon crossing the below log with a peculiar fungus attached to it now, looking perhaps a bit too much like a skull (?) Or looking at the picture a little better now, perhaps just an amorphous face with still identifiable eyes, nose, and mouth regions. The black and sparkly dots on the “face” may be insects of some kind — didn’t check when I took the picture. The same log had a large yellow fungus on its top a way’s up the branch, which I also took a picture of but didn’t turn out as well as this one.
As I’ve stated before, the Whitehead X-ing area is large and varied, with many prominent locations yet to be named. This would include the spot below, perched on the edge of a rather deep yet dry valley filled with rhododendrons, and marking probably an eastern edge of WC (or “WX”) as a whole. This would be between 4 Sticks and Green Stream on the main path through the area.
Reaching the flat plain surrounding Green Stream at the upper end of the Korean Channel, I decided to take a picture of Rock’s Rocket, first discussed in this Baker Blink Blog post from last spring. As you can see, Gene Fade has yet to find money in the “Fade to Moss” motion picture budget to paint the famed wreck, per Rock’s suggestion. Or perhaps Gene Fade thinks the rusted look will work better in the movie; can’t wait to see it, whatever. 😎
Another picture of those large, dead hemlocks positioned on opposite banks of Green Stream, marking a type of gateway.
I’ve decided to call the passage of Green Stream through this gateway the Straightway, because, as you can tell from the below photo, the creek runs basically straight in this area, or from the northern tip of Great Island, which I’ll get to in a moment, and the very upper limit of the Korean Channel at another rocky island which I’ll also talk about below.
Mr. Blue Sky was very much in evidence during this day’s visit to the Korean Channel.
Whitehead X-ing, Late Spring 02
We come now to the blog post about Great Island and Rock Island, or the rocky islands marking the upper and lower parts of The Straightaway mentioned in Whitehead X-ing, Late Spring 01. Super important islands these seem to be, the most important within Whitehead Crossing by all present evidence.
First is Great Island, which may become “Rock Island” in the future (with current Rock Island changed to something else). All of this being part of a slowly developing picture, of course. I’m presently calling this Great Island, however, to emphasize its importance within WC/WX. First off, to me it quite obviously marks the very southern tip of Whitehead Crossing/Whitehead X-ing, and is also the much larger of the 2 islands I’m referring to here. The island is roughly cresent shaped, and maybe about 30 yards from tip to tip, and about 10 yards wide. I’ll have to check these dimensions in a future visit (perhaps today!). Besides its size, the other obvious quality of the island is its *rocky* nature: there’s little that *isn’t* rock on the island. If you could count all the rocks out visible to the naked eye, they’d probably number in the hundreds of thousands, perhaps the millions.
There are also some plants on the island, but almost all spring out of a rocky base, as with the below cluster. I’ll have to nail down what type of plants these are later on.
Rather interesting close ups of leaves with water beads. I’d like to take more of these pictures in the future.
The upper end of Great Island, with The Straightaway directly behind it.
Now we go to the opposite side of The Straightaway to Rock Island, a considerably smaller affair than Great Island but similarly chocked full of rocks from end to end. The roughly circular island is about 10 yards in diameter, and is pictured better at the end of this April post (2nd picture from bottom). The below picture is instead taken *from* Rock Island toward the upper end of the Korean Channel, where Green Stream disappears (from this direction) into the rhododendron thickets to the east of Whitehead Crossing’s center.
A rocky beach immediately downstream from Rock Island, also taken from the island itself.
Details from Rock Island:
Whitehead X-ing, Late Spring 03
A rounded rock called, um, Welcome Mat, because it denotes the place where you ascend up from the Korean Channel into the wooded plateau of Whitehead X-ing, specifically the 4 Sticks region. This is on the main path through the area once more, or on the old Rocky Trail in other words.
A brand new find today: A perfectly diamond shaped rock found on a Whitehead Brook beach just below the 4 Sticks region. Too perfect, I feel. The beach has most likely garnered the name Diamond Beach as well, then, with Diamond Rock its epicenter. Hmmm….
Is this a 4×7 diamond? If so, it could be attached to additional, charged magic.
The Poisoned Gate seen from the Bug Fields to the immediate east of Grey Seal rock and No Title Spring.
Yes, an interesting bug was found while walking through Bug Fields: a yellow dragonfly who was kind enough to pose for a snapshot for my blog. Thank you!
This seeming visage of a hawk or snake head at the edge of Bug Field reminded me of the nearby and more obvious Green Turtle visual effect.
Whitehead X-ing tree fungus.
A smooth and straight log laying parallel to the flow of Little Whitehead.
Will probably return to Whitehead X-ing tomorrow but perhaps not on the regular trail. Ran into a bit of dog poo (deer?) which I got on my shoes, and want to avoid that. Can come in from the Norris Brook direction, which I almost decided to do today. Re-read my April-May ring binder this weekend which has a lot of stuff on The Crossing. Bugs were a bit of a problem today — not sure how much I can “stay” there on my days off, although I didn’t head to Green Stream but only got as far as 4 Sticks. Didn’t work on the Contemplation Loop, but may tomorrow, if I return. Bug repellant may be in the offering soon.
Norris Brook has been rather neglected this spring. Also could hike on Wealthy Mtn., or head toward Herman’s Mansion and the Sharies’ land. Lots of options. I might accomplish the latter. Might return to Billfork in the TILE Creek area.
What do I need to do, Hucka?
Get to Devizes… drop your junk. Head back out. Come back around 7. Head out again. Get some sleep. Get up in the morning. Go back to Costa. Head toward Oliver’s Castle. The Oliver’s Castle. Understand the history. Go to Drew’s Pond. Understand the history. Take a look at the Crammer. Go look at the several churches and take in the graveyards. Look at the entrance to the tunnel underneath the castle. Is it a black hole? Yes! Take in the locks. Then drive to The Barge, Alton Priors. Hike to Woodborough Hill. Hike to Adam’s Grave. Go to West Woods, yes. Go of course to Avebury. Hike in all directions. But Alton Priors esp.; Adam’s Grave.
More Whitehead X-ing
What’s with the Poisoned Gate? Who came up with that? A negatively charged gateway in Whitehead Crossing?
Just a story[ mind you].
What happens when I, as a bug, pass through the gate?
Probably nothing. Again…
It *can* be used as a portal, if you know the magic words.
What of the Diamond Rock at Diamond Beach, Hucka?
Another rock for you to find. Piecing together the whole story. Slowly.
Is it the tale that wags the dog?
As explained in the Whitehead X-ing, Late Spring 03 I found a rock on a Whitehead Brook beach shaped like an almost perfect diamond rhombus, perhaps of a 4×7 variety. This happens to be the base shape for my old Opus 1 drawing from my college art class days. I’ll have to dig up a picture of the work, which I still have downstairs in the basement somewhere. Maybe I should take a new pic of it in light of finding this diamond rock. What would filmmaker Gene Fade think of this discovery? Did his “Fade to Moss” subject matter Rock Meadows know of this particular rock? Many questions to be answered.
Big Log, so forth…
Big Log, a name for the giant knobby log (tulip tree, I believe) crossing Whitehead Brook near or at the center of Whitehead Crossing. Is this the crossing itself?
4 Sticks is just below, and stands for Zoso, as Big Log represents the Robert Plant independence from Lead Zeppelin, as we’ve seen in [delete carrcass name because I’m too lazy to count back the numbers right now]. Big Log is a song from Plant’s 2nd solo album, and first where he establishes this true independence, and more positive way to view the world beyond a dark, Zeppelin heart. “Rock and Roll” also plays a role, so: Rock and Role. I am Hucka Doobie the Bee.
Crossroads (actual Whitehead in Florida is Whitehead Crossroads, conjoined with Red Head, Greenhead, Norum, Orange Hill and others in the same county):
“You know where you are, Robert Johnson? You are standing in the middle of the crossroads. At midnight, that full moon is right over your head. You take one more step, you’ll be in Rosedale. You take this road to the east, you’ll get back over to Highway 61 in Cleveland, or you can turn around and go back down to Beulah or just go to the west and sit up on the levee and look at the River. But if you take one more step in the direction you’re headed, you going to be in Rosedale at midnight under this full October moon, and you are going to have the Blues like never known to this world. My left hand will be forever wrapped around your soul, and your music will possess all who hear it. That’s what’s going to happen. That’s what you better be prepared for. Your soul will belong to me. This is not just any crossroads. I put this “X” here for a reason, and I been waiting on you.”
That you Hucka D.? Fiddling around with my blog on your own again?
Hi baker b. Welcome to the Baker Bloch Blog!
Thanks, er. So this has something to do with Johnson at the X-ing. Too queer that we just watched a Mighty Boosh episode (“Electro”) based on this famous selling of a soul.
37 x 49 x 61.
1 (12) 13 (12) 25 (12) 37 (12) 49 (12) 61.
(0 1 2 3 4 5) — see below
384 x 288 = 110592
49 x 61 = 2989
37 x 49 x 61 = 110593
1200 x 883 = 1059600
1200 x 883 * 2 = 2119200
2989 x 709 = 2119201
709 is the 59th progression of Arithmetic Progressions/Difference of 12, starting at 1.
2989 is the 249th progression of Arithmetic Progressions/Difference of 12, starting at 1.
2119201 is the 176600th progression of Arithmetic Progressions/Difference of 12, starting at 1.
Diamond Beach (Arkansas Beach?), etc.
Pooh searches for Master Bee at 4 Sticks, crossing Big Log to enter. 4 Sticks misses him. Gift of honey stuck on knob of Big Log. This is legend. 4 Sticks knows this is Crossroads and 49 x 61 = 2989. 2989 is the Master Number. 2989 is the Master’s Number.
Where does Pooh come from to visit 4 Sticks? He has planned and planned and planned for this trip.
Pooh sometimes said he was a swan and not a bear.
Is Master Bee Hucka Doobie? Did Pooh go to the wrong location (4 Sticks instead of Greenhead, where the Bees actually lived)?
Pooh visits Herman Forest, traveling from his home of Ashdown Forest in England. Ambassador?
No more pictures from Whithead Crossing or anywhere else in Frank and Herman Parks (Einstein!) until early July. Until then… Wiltshire! Part 3 of the blog (April – June, 2013) wraps up in silence.
William Button acquired Alton farm in 1591. This was part of a long history with the Button family in Alton; his father, William Button (I), had attempted to lease the farm before, but had been rejected by the warden when it emerged that he also occupied land at Alton Priors and Shaw. Now his son united Alton farm with Shaw farm and the demesne lands at Alton Barnes and Alton Priors. This caused considerable consternation. In 1584 an order was made to view the lands at Shaw in order to establish which lands there belonged to Alton. Button was evidently though to have been injuring the college estate in favour of his own; he was accused of keeping too many sheep on the common, demolishing the Alton Barnes mill and diverting the stream so that it would work his own mill at Alton Priors. It is his tomb chest and monumental brass which are to be found in the Alton Priors church.
It’s a place you can rest. At the center of all the madness. Void. Null. But be careful. Energy so high that black hole.
Between towns. Void. Like the Synching Creek Designated Mystery Area.
They may give this to me.
Now, Hucka D. Another hole, and probably more obvious.
Yet almost the closest circle to it down through time is the famous Milk Hill 2001 formation. It must speak of this hole. [no answer].
West Woods itself is another [smaller] hole. And Fyfield Downs for obvious reasons[ no crops to make circles in]. And Marlborough and Savernake Forest as one, for different reasons [population center and another, larger forest — merged together].
Back to the biggest hole, the only crop circle appearing within is this one, also from 2001 like the nearby and infinitely more famous Milk Hill formation.
I think it could be a [variation of a] beehive. Hucka?
Figure 8 again
reply to Ada
Submitted by Red Collie on Fri, 01/09/2009 – 00:28.
Freddy Silva’s estimate for paranormal authenticity in 2008 as “only 2 out of 133” has not been taken seriously by any of the hundred or so active researchers in the field.
Most of us believe on the basis of direct forensic evidence (or other) that 80-90% of the new complex pictures in England (or Germany/Italy) last summer were authentic.
Indeed, most showed very advanced science relating to solar or lunar eclipses that no faker would know: see a summary on http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/2008/080808/0101010.html
The amazing “Emerald Tablet” crop picture from East Field on August 25, 2008 was also completely authentic, which really says something concerning their spiritual intent: see http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/2008/eastfield4/eastfield2008d.html
For something really amazing, see the video taken by Andy Fowlds over Westwoods in mid-August: http://www.medwaycropcircle.co.uk/westwood2008bols.htm
The Westwoods crop picture itself is an ancient symbol for Venus/Quetzalcoatl.
Finding Pooh (All Cannings)
The Hole, Part 01
Again, here’s the entire set of crop circle locations from 1990 to present (2012). Notice the prominent empty space between Devizes (west/left) and Marlborough (east/right). That’s The Hole.
As also described in The Hole, Part 02, many of the most famous of crop circles down through time have formed around the inner circumference of this hole, often appearing in determined pairs or sets of 3…
… beginning in 1990 and the first pictographs, including the famous 1990 Alton Barnes/East Field formation (1st pic below):
The 1990 Milk Hill “key”:
The Hole, Part 02
Directly related 1996 crop circles occurring just west of Devizes:
2 of the 3 triangular fractal patterns of 1997:
Crop circles from 1990 to 1999. The Hole is already clearly indicated.
Two more related Devizes area crop circles from 1999:
Also from 1999, and related to the 1997 triangular fractal patterns pictured above, a reciprocal pair of square based fractals:
More on the 1999 pair from the 2 pictures above, plus the similar cat’s eyes from the year before:
Crop circles locations from 1990-2000, preparating the nest, as it were, for 2001’s central Hole Circle:
The Hole, Part 03
I’m writing this text after returning to America from Wiltshire, UK. Amazing trip! The Hole, Parts 1-3 were very late preparations for the journey. Yes I did get to at least see into this “hole” a number of times from different vantage points, if not really visit it directly. The basic story is that there’s a void in the middle of where crop circles have formed in the past, occupied only by one particularly recorded crop circle from August 28, 2001, and designated as an approximate location according to CropCirclesandMore.com.
The below map provides the location of crop circles from 2001 alone in the area. Again, as I’ve stated in the “Plans” post from January of this year, the amazing fact is that maybe 50 percent of the world’s crop circles appear in the region depicted on the above map, an area of about 15 miles in circumference centered a little below Avebury. And as I had planned in Jan., I’ve now successfully visited the region in the 2 locations mention in that post, or, for the first week of our trip, Devizes, and then, for the second week, Marlborough, playing them against each other in a manner.
Back to the 2001 crop circles of this particular, central area, then: Here we have the middle of the hole defined by that Aug 28 creation mentioned before, marked by a blue pin with a red dot in the middle in the first map above. This indicates that the crop circle’s exact location is not known, or is an approximate location. Whether or not the circle was actually located in this spot is, at this point (as it cannot probably be checked), of secondary importance. The important thing is that the folks over at CropCirclesandMore.com, through a best guess, placed the circle at this very point and in a solitary position in respect to all the various crop circles around it, which are voluminous. It marks the center of the hole, and that seems to be the significance to the otherwise less than spectacular crop circle. Soon I’ll rejoin the Crop Circle Connector and gain access to its Archives for more details on this central circle.
However, one of the two closest crop circles to this central circle happens to also be one of the most famous and largest of all crop circles down through time. It’s called the 2001 Milk Hill formation, and has been described on many sites, including this archived file from the Crop Circle Connector. Note that it was also created in 2001, and only a little over 2 weeks before the Hole Circle (as we’ll begin to call it here).
Has anyone studied the relationship between the 2 circles, famous and non-famous? Probably not. However, the main part of the Hole Circle appears to be an almost exact copy of a 5 circle segment of the much larger 2001 one created nearby. I’ll conduct my own research on the matter a bit later. Is the slightly later Hole Circle somehow an additional comment/addendum on the Milk Hill formation, perhaps even a correction of some sort?
Below we have crop circle locations from 2002 alone, or the year after the ones described above. Crop circle researcher Freddy Silva rather famously proclaimed that in this particular year he could only determine less than a dozen legitimate formations, and that so-called hoaxed circles had so far outpaced legitimate ones as to make future research on the subject very difficult. Indeed, most i mportant crop circle books seem to come from over a decade ago, including Silva’s own Secrets in the Fields.
Below is marked one of Silva’s claimed legitmate finds, from the Pewsey area. He specifically contrasts this to the much more famous Crabwood formation of this year in his 3 current 2002 crop circle history pages.
Even in 2012, the 2001 Hole Circle still stands out as unique, and the seemingly related, famous Milk Hill formation from the same year being one of the 2 closest circles ever to form near it.
Only slightly further away from the Hole Circle appears this early formation (1990), which could also represent a key, or perhaps be related to the later snail circles. It also lies very near the position of the 2001 Milk Hill formation.
As described in The Hole, Part 01 and Part 02, many of the most famous of crop circles down through time have appeared around the inner circumference of this hole, often appearing in determined pairs or sets of 3.
The Hole, Other Considerations
Michael Glickman’s blog post on the Milk Hill Lid, also lying next to The Hole, with the post coming immediately before the one linked to in The Hole, Part 02:
To me, this formation also seems to relate to Morgan’s Hill 2007 star formation (5 concentric, laid down rings implied again; simple shape involved once more).
Bing Maps Crop Circles
Found ghosts of crop circles from years past on Bing Maps, both also described in the post The Hole, Other Considerations.
Amazing journey to England the past 2 weeks. Will probably have to write all my experiences out in at least a 20 part travelogue of some sort. Spent the first week based in Devizes and the second in Marlborough, 2 mid sized burgs framing the heart of Wiltshire crop circle country on the west and east respectively. Some highlights…
* *Did* see some crop circles, and all basically by “accident”, or spotted during hikes I’d already planned for other reasons. *Didn’t* go into a crop circle, although had one opportunity to do so — well, kinda two. More on that later. The most dramatic one I saw with my naked eye, again without trying or attempting to find it, was this work, perhaps interestingly one of those less common two parters.
But the crop circle season is *way* behind this year, and we weren’t able to see much less enter a larger or obviously unhoaxed effort. The next time we visit Wiltshire (yes, there’s probably going to be a next time!) we’ll go in July or August, perhaps. But for this time late June was perfect.
* English *roads* — they’re narrow and you drive on the wrong side of the road. They’re basically unnerving and frequently caused meltdowns on my part. Also the parking there is a problem. It’s just *very* different overall. Couldn’t have guessed most of that without going to England to experience in person.
* English coffee — not very good. *Very* glad to get back to my Stateside Starbucks and extra shot iced lattes for sure! The main coffee shop over there is Costa; we didn’t/couldn’t visit any Starbucks outside the airports. The nearest Starbucks to us in Wiltshire were in Swindon and Salisbury, which we didn’t get to.
* English countryside — more beautiful than advertised.
* English *weather* for exploring this countryside and also the population centers — *perfect*! It was almost never too hot over there, and the coolness and hiking went hand-in-hand. Rain wasn’t too much of a problem for us during the visit, thankfully.
I’ll write more soon. Currently I’m looking up more info on that crop circle I give a link to above. My Gilatona-Lis collages created after deciding to go helped *tremendously* in exploring the landscape and decisions made.
Be back with more details shortly!
* more on Turing machine from wolfram site:
Final Liquor Shots, 01
I plan to write a 2 part travelogue about my 2 week stay in Wiltshire, one for each week. The first week I stayed in Devizes on the west side of the heart of crop circle country. The second week I joined B. and K. (wife and best friend) on the east side, occupying a rental unit near Marlborough. The summary of the story is that Devizes is most likely *not* an option to stay for longer periods of time after I’m/we’re retired, unlike what I thought before the vacation. But the good news is that Marlborough still seems like a very decent option, with a number of advantages over Devizes and any other nearby locations such as Pewsey or Calne. A drawback, however, might be the additional cost of a rental in Marlborough.
But back to the beginning of the trip to start the text for these batch of photos, and some sad news. My camera *died in England*. Yes, the one I affectionately named Liquor (have to ask B. again about the name origin), and with which I took not some but *all* pictures for both this blog and its 4 1/2 year predecessor, the Baker Blinker Blog, has finally given up the ghost. The final photo of the Final Liquor Shots, 02 entry that pairs with this particular post is the last I took with the camera, period, seeming to add to its significance.
We start in Devizes and the cemetery that played a quite prominent role in the beginning collages of the Lis series from Feb/March of this year, a series which *greatly* aided my decision making in Devizes especially, and might have even saved this leg of the trip, period. This is the cemetery of St. John’s church, very near where I stayed with [TV] above the Hound and Hares bar near the center of town. This particular tombstone, as described in Brian Robert Marshall photo of the same here, is called the Millenium momument. From his caption:
The monument is eleven years old and is starting to weather nicely so blend with the rather older tombstones and graves. Visible are symbols and scenarios mostly but not necessarily associated with the town. These include a hot air balloon, a helicopter, a tractor, a lollipop lady, a train leaving a tunnel, a canal boat and a Nativity scene.
I like the way both Marshall’s photo linked to above and my own photo have people in the background with their backs to the camera. Marshall’s photo was used in Lis 01, along with another shot of the Millenium momument from a different angle, a couple of his photos of St. John’s church, and a pyramid shaped sculpture more in the middle of Devizes. In the Lis 01 collage, all these shots and various angles are smushed together a bit like a cubist painting to create a certain Essence of Devizes as a whole, or at least that was the seeming objective.
It’s possible that this particular photo of mine, and others here, might be used in new collages, as some kind of extension of the Gilatona Lis series. If so, what will they be called??
My second photo from this post is another reinterpretation of a Brian R. Marshall photo used in a Lis collage, this time Lis 04, which is paired with Lis 03 to make one of the two diptychs of the series. My interpretation of this diptych appears here. I’ll just let interested readers peruse that interpetation post if they will, but one thing I want to point out here upon studying my own photo and Brian’s similar one of the blocked up train tunnel: there is *absolutely nothing* in my photo that resembles in any way the 2 connected figures I identified in the center of Marshall’s photo — nothing. Given what happened to me at almost *this very spot* during my stay in Devizes (more on that later), I can’t help but come to the conclusion that these images, this Green Man effect, is actually represents some kind of psychic wormhole into another dimension. Again from the interpretion oriented post linked to above, I directly associate this effect with the Cygnus X-1 black hole.
For some reason now, I’m picking up on a connection between the woman with her back to us in Lis 01 — and who is doubled with the man appearing in Lis 02 and Lis 03/04 (they appear together in Lis 02) — and the Manchester Museum statuette that mysteriously circled around in its cabinet (or coffer) to turn its *back* on the person writing this museum blog entry. This mystery is described some in the Diamond Too post just above. Note especially the similarity of the stacked set of symbols on the back of the Manchester statuette (http://egyptmanchester.files.wordpress.com/2013/02/feb-2013-007.jpg) with the similarly stacked symbols of the Millenium monumet the woman with her back to us in Lis 01 is obviously associated. Also note in this collage I combined *two B. R. Marshall shots* of this Devizes cemetery monument from different angles — mimicking Marshall’s “spinning” around the monument to create his particular set of photos concerning it. The more I look at the two things, statuette and cemetery monument, the more I think they must be linked in this way. But how???
Let’s move on for now, and leave that new mystery for a future post (!) We come to a shot into the interior of the Wiltshire crop circle country “Hole” I’ve described in a recent series of post; best to start with The Hole, Part 03 on this subject. Unfortunately I really didn’t get to explore the interior of The Hole at any length due to time constraints and also the relative remoteness of the thing. The shot comes from just south of the Cherhill white horse, which I hiked up to on my second day in Wiltshire/Devizes.
Moving to Avebury now — this would be the third day of my stay — we have several pics of a particular rock that I identified with on this particular day. Peculiarly, although I returned to Avebury perhaps 8 or 9 times during my trip, I did not study this rock again. Maybe I was sad because I identified the stone with my now dead camera. But anyway, I took a shining to it, as they say, and particularly noted a figure 8 on its top, along with what appears to be a “c” just above it. Compare with this map I prepared of what I call Sharieland in Herman Park. Again, we have a close conjunction of an “8” and a “C” (which stand for 8 ball and cue ball respectively). I’m tempted, then, to call this Avebury rock “Herman’s Rock”, and it even may be related to the rocks depicted in this early Frank and Herman Einstein! blog post from October of last year.
A shot of the Avebury Cove Rocks featured in a number of Gilatona-Lis collages, including the final 4-part Falmouth series. Interesting article on mysteries surrounding the Avebury rocks:
As it turned out, this alley ran all the way from High Street, the very wide main street of the town, to a parallel road plainly named Back Lane. The length of Ironmonger Lane is perhaps 100 yards…
… and you can quickly circle back to High Street from Back Lane by using another connecting alley called Chandler’s Yard just to the west. High Street is glimpsed through the whitewashed exit to Chandler’s Yard in the center of the below photos.
Final Liquor Shots, 02
We shift to the country for our final round of Liquor shots, beginning with the All Saints Church at Alton Priors, near the famous Alton Barnes white horse and also The Barge, the traditional hub of all crop circle gossip. In the picture I was trying to emulate the angle of that used in the Lis 08 collage. Compare with here.
Sarsen stones in a field just east of the church. There are two trap doors within the church itself, one containing a sarsen stone with a prominent “eye”, and the other only cement. I provide pictures of these here.
Closeup of one of the field sarsen stones.
The only shot I took of the very peculiar brass plaque within the church, basis for yet another Lis collage: Lis 09, the final in the series. Much better photos of the shrine (i.e, not taken through a window) are found here.
Adam’s Grave taken near a path crossing near All Saints. I like this shot quite a bit.
Pool table within The Barge. The crop circle depicted had already been brought up in this blog before my trip to England in a post called “The Hole, Other Considerations” from June 14th. Like the very recent 6/21/13 crop circle I was able to first view from the very same Adam’s Grave seen in the photo above, this particular crop circle, described in Michael Glickman’s blog as a “lid”, is one of those more uncommon two parters, and also occurred in the very same field as the 6/21/13 creation. During one of my many visits to The Barge, I watched as a pub regular named Mad Pete reinforced the outline of this crop circle design with a felt pen. Mad Pete has a whole wall devoted to his eclectic photography just the other side of the bar. Home page of The Barge is here.
In 1997, an artist named Vince Palmer created the amazing ceiling mural in the side room containing the pool table, which he apparently also touches up now and then according to The Barge Inn main page. Below is pictured a small section of the work, showing a UFO (?) hovering above the Avebury rock circle.
The very same crop circle design seen on the pool table is also used in an article about the subject, pinned to the wall of the pool room. I’ll have to look up more information about the “Fields of Gold” article soon, and I want to bring up that Milk Hill lid formation again in that and probably other contexts. Is it the symbolic lid to The Hole?
Compare the “lid” crop circle with the Croppie beer logo, a local brew created by Honeystreet Ales.
And now what might be the final Liquor shot posted to any of my blogs… sigh! This is another article on the wall of The Barge’s pool room or ceiling mural room if you will, a quite disparaging one concerning rock star Reg Presley, lead singer of The Troggs, who was a frequent visitor to The Barge and who championed an alien source for crop circles. Presley died in February of this year from lung cancer at the age of 71. A better article should be pinned to the wall to honor him.*
* How about this one:
The last Frank/Herman Park related post of this blog was created June 10, where I discussed further ramifications of finding a diamond shaped rock at Whitehead Crossing. All posts beyond this, up until (and including) this one, have instead dwelt on Wiltshire, England, where I spent the last 2 weeks of June. Amazing! But back to the point.
The last Frank/Herman Park related post I mentioned:
On June 9th, perhaps when I was preparing this last F/H post, a diamond shaped crop circle formed in a field just below the famous Alton Barnes white horse. Only today have I looked up more info on the crop circle, because on the surface, it looks quite manmade and artificial — an amateur effort, one could say. But maybe not. In contrast, the diamond shaped rock I found at Whitehead Crossing the week before was very regular and delineated. It was a true diamond, very similar to the one in the midst of the Arkansas flag I also reproduce in that 6/10 blog post.
But something else has come up in the meantime. The same field that gave us the diamond crop circle of 6/9 also produced, during my stay in England, another crop circle, which has some more surface oddities attached to it. This is the circle I’m talking about, which is a true circle on the perimeter. I was probably one of the first half dozen to dozen people to see this crop circle, which later morphed into a phase 2 (a certain percentage of crop circles have additional phases like this). Red Collie, who I’ve learned to trust to a large degree in discussions of crop circle meanings, has this to say about it:
At Stanton St. Bernard on June 21, 2013, we saw a very clever field image which resembles a “reel of magnetic tape”:
Six angular numbers were coded into that “tape” in the order 2, 2, 3, 1, 3, 9 when reading inward from the outside. This scheme of coding is almost the same as that used at Barbury Castle on June 1, 2008 (see http://www.dailymail.co.uk), except now each angle of the spiral codes for a number using the formula n x 50o instead of n x 36o.
In light of the diamond crop circle – Whitehead Crossing diamond rock synchronicity mentioned above, I took a closer look at the articles and comments for the 6/21 circle occurring in the same field. At the end of the articles page is a broken English article pointing out a connection with a mysterious spinning statuette in the Manchester Museum, only a stone’s throw from the Alan Turing Building Red Collie mentions in his comments. The Alan Turing (connect to “turning”?) tour (“turn”?) Collie also mentions took place on June 18, 2013. The second statuette turning related post from Manchester Museum personnel comes from 6/20, where the time lapse video is introduced.
About Egypt at the Manchester Museum
The Manchester Museum houses over 16,000 objects from ancient Egypt and Sudan, making one of the largest collections in Britain and one with world-class holdings in a number of areas.
When I first noticed that one of our Middle Kingdom statuettes (Acc. no. 9325) had been turned around 180 degrees to face the back of its case in our new Ancient Worlds galleries, I wondered who had changed the object’s position this without telling me. The Egyptians themselves would have appreciated the concern to make visible for passers-by the text on its back pillar – a prayer for offerings for the deceased.
What is very strange is that the statue has spun in a perfect circle – it hasn’t wobbled off in any particular direction.
coffer [kaw-fer, kof-er] Show IPA
Part of Speech: noun
Definition: large box
Synonyms: case, casket, chest, exchequer, repository, strongbox, treasure chest, treasury, war chest
Diamond Too 02
Compare 4:05 – 5:30 in the above video to this, taken directly from the Diamond Too (01) post.
At Stanton St. Bernard on June 21, 2013, we saw a very clever field image which resembles a “reel of magnetic tape”:
Six angular numbers were coded into that “tape” in the order 2, 2, 3, 1, 3, 9 when reading inward from the outside. This scheme of coding is almost the same as that used at Barbury Castle on June 1, 2008 (see http://www.dailymail.co.uk), except now each angle of the spiral codes for a number using the formula n x 50o instead of n x 36o.
Now as a direct continuation in the video (5:30 – 7:30), Barbara Lamb then describes a second, wonderful formation from 2008 that, as it also happens, has been recently mentioned in this blog here in connection with Herman’s Mansion of his namesake park…
… and will also be discussed (text pending) in relation to one of the Avebury stones I took a particular shining to week before last, which appears to have an “8” (=- 8 ball?) and also the small letter “c” (= cue ball?) adorning its top…
*Then* we continue in the video to find Ms. Lamb then describing a goddess formation (think: Egyptian statuette again) with keywords “circle” and “Earth” mentioned. This is from 7:30 – 8:25 in the video linked at the top of this post.
The 8-8-8 crop circle Barbara mentions also formed very close to the Turing/Univ. of Manchester related crop circle from this year — within yards in the same field — and the central shaft of the latter also seems to point to the central area (quintuplet core) of the former.
The goddess crop circle formed very near The Barge as well, to the east this time.
Just to complete, Lamb talks about 2 more crop circles she visited during the 2008 season (8:25 – 11:47) before the moderator shifts discussion to her recently published book entitled “Alien Experiences”.
(continued in Diamond Too 03?)
Why does Forest Home, AL come up on page 2 of a google search for “Zeta Forest”??
Colin Andrews on the “corrupt” wikipedia article re crop circles:
Check interesting video here at 0:50 for same circle mentioned in several posts below (Milk Hill “lid” circle):
Bizzare former link between Bill Mtn. “aliens” and their “Forest Home” w/ Savernake:
Hole Circle: New Information
I saw the photograph of this formation on September 15, 2001. I wrote some numbers in my files concerning it, but did not post it.
5313 Formation All Cannings Down, Wiltshire 28 Aug
5313 Formation Tanhill Penning, nr Allington Down, Wiltshire 28th August
This is a paste from my notes:
This has 5 circles in a thought bubble pattern. Below that is three circles, a larger one slightly above two smaller. Below and to the right side is a single circle. Below and to the right of that is three small circles in a line. This may suggest 5, 3, 1, 3 or the reverse, 3, 1, 3, 5.
5313 + 3135 = 8448
8448 / 1.6 = 5280 (a mile in feet)
8448 / 11 = 768
24 x 32 = 768
768 x 3 = 2304 (Gematrian)
Tanhill, I believe, was the location of the Mega-Glyph.
I placed a post on Paul Vigay’s site this morning, October 5, 2001
(end of addition)
As determinable by the below photos, the 2001 Milk Hill crop circle (1st photo) lies closer to the Hole Circle as a whole than the 2005 Milk Hill circle from the same field (2nd photo):
Going Back in Time…
…To Pick Up Additional Threads…
Yes, I did get to pass through this Dimensional Kink while in England. Very successful trip! Unfortunately I didn’t take my camera, because some interesting things were on and in the ground at that point (stone structures, perhaps a bridge at one spot), with more to explore. It’s a void between the communities of All Cannings (east) and Coate (west), passed through after I parked my car at The Barge, deciding to hike all the way to Devizes on Tue night, a distance of about 7 miles. For the evening walk, arriving in Devizes only a bit before dark (close!), I decided that I simply had to try passing through this time/space Kink written about just prior to the flight in, even though I knew it was risky. This might have been, in fact, my greatest risk taking during the trip. Or was it the least risk taking activity — dunno. This is not The Hole I’ve written so much about lately mysteriously forming in the center of heated crop circle activity swirling all around, but a kind of second, considerably less defined hole appearing not far south. I say that risk taking may *not* have been involved because obviously the alien type crop circle makers have also been ignoring this place as well; less chance of being beamed up like Scotty, you see. What did I see inside? Again I don’t have the photos, but my guess is the remains of ancient stuff poking through. When I go back to Wiltshire (5 yrs? 10 yrs?) I’ll make a considerable attempt to return to this place. In being a void between population places, it is somewhat akin to the Synching Creek Designated Mystery Area, I guess. Interesting that Pooh appeared in the All Cannings church after showing up in Whitehead Crossing with his wagon full of honey the week before. 4 Sticks missed him, though, but received the gift of honey.
Just to complete: The next morning (Wed) had to head back to The Barge, of course, to retrieve my car. Went back soley on the Kennet and Avon Canal this time — amazing trip; took about 4 hours at a relatively slow pace, and the weather was pitch perfect. Arrived at The Barge early afternoon and rewarded myself with a vegetarian lasagna lunch, which I purchased a number of times over the 2 week trip. Unfortunately, blisters began to appear on my little toes after the hike, probably because my shoes, although comfortable, were relatively new. These would be my most waterproof shoes, however, and the ones I wore most in England.
First, Hucka Doobie wants to ask some questions. Hucka, take it away…
Welcome to the Baker Bloch Blog, baker b.! I have some additional questions about the Dimensional Kink? post. Don’t you think this is SID’s 1st Oz. The hike, I mean?
I’m not sure.
The dimensional kink, or, sorry Dimensional Kink is like the kink in the line of Bodysong within SID. Sorry, again: Music from the Body. Can you pull up a diagram and I’ll demonstrate.
I think so. Hold on a minute, though…
There it is Hucka D.
Yes, I’m convinced the hike is like the journey through SID’s 1st Oz front to back, in turns of this one album (Music From The Body). You’re lucky you made it through the kink, just like you’re lucky you made it through SID’s 1st Oz’s kink. I was there to help. Pooh.
Well, there was a lot of pooh in the kink for sure, Hucka (!)
The cows had never seen anyone hike through their field, in truth. Knee deep was the grass, ankle deep was the pooh. Next time you will take a bear in there.
Now the… sorry.
Now the body of water you hiked down from Devizes to Honeystreet the next day would be the necessary body of water in the equation. Without this single channel or *canal* of water, you would not have been able to effect the first hike, see?
Yeah, I kinda see that, Hucka D. Because I would not have been able to pass through the Dimensional Kink. The canal smoothed out the kink, somehow.
Yes it did. And that’s why I showed up today. To tell you that.
What would have happened if I hadn’t hiked down the canal from Devizes to Honeystreet the next day?
The 2 hikes acted as one in hypertime. One does not exist, then, without the other. You would not effected the first without understanding the second would follow the next day. (pause)
This collage (Lis 06) might be symbolic of the 2 hikes, then, Hucka. The turning of the moon shaped thingie occurs perpendicular to the direction of the hikes (north to south instead of east-west), but the rock with the triangle shaped crop circle image represents The Barge, the beginning and end point of the hikes respectively. And the tombstone, then, represents the kink, the dimensional kink.
But it… yes, you go…
But it could also represent *Devizes* in the center between the *two* Barges, one beginning and one ending. The tombstone, after all, comes from Devizes (St. James’ church) from the collage just before this one (Lis 05). The gargoyle being hugged, which is the same as Bart Simpson, would be my accoster, then.
The Dimensional Kink is about as far away as you can get from a population center in these neck of the woods. The accosting came about as *close* as you can to a population center, occurring near the middle of Devizes.
All this (collages, from early this year) was preparation for that (Devizes experiences, including the accosting).
Perhaps strange that that particular rock with a crop circle image wasn’t in The Barge any longer, although I have proof of its existence there through a pic from this post. Lemme dig that up quickly…
Go ahead. But… yes.
It is a Rockley rock. It is archetypal. (pause) All these things were set up so that the accosting would be minimized. He would simply say “silly man” and brush you aside. He was a tank, a brute. But at that point in time he softened. He became not Bart alone but Bart with a caring and more advanced feminine side — sister Lisa. And you received a vegetarian lasagna to remind you of this.
The rock is signed PRS, and dated 2005.
Going Back in Time 02
“There is some secret *sealed* up in the Medieval village of Shaw, Hucka D., deserted since the 15th Century apparently.”
The Wansdyke is such an important, unifying element to the central Wiltshire landscape. This would be the East Wansdyke according to the wikipedia article on the subject.*
You traced a lot of it in your Wiltshire hikes. Good for you!
Let’s see, Hucka D., I hiked part of the East Wansdyke, the most preserved section of the 3 identified parts of the Roman ditch, at Morgan Hill, the western terminus of the eastern part. Then I hiked part of the dike around West Woods, following it to the site of the old Medieval village of Shaw, which I plan to return to when heading back to Wiltshire. Will this be 5 years; 10 years? Will have to see how crop circles develop in the meantime, and people’s opinion of them and the development of the psychic state of the world at large. Going to be an interesting 5-10 years for sure! I think Hucka D. has left the scene. So something is sealed at Shaw. I always felt very pleased when hiking this ancient ditch. It runs across the lower edge of The Hole in the heart of crop circle country.**
* see also the home page for “Wansdyke Project 21”:
** Additional notes: the huge 2001 Milk Hill mega-glyph is one of the closer crop circle formations ever to appear near the Wandsdyke.
Also from 2001, and 2 weeks before the huge Milk Hill glyph appeared, comes this interesting formation that may be the closest ever to the Wansdyke. This would be in a field just west of the former Shaw village site.
Another crop circle from the year before (July 16, 2000), w/ seemingly similar design elements and from the same field as the one pictured above, is here:
Mind perhaps starting to cool down after the heated experience of visiting Wiltshire County England the last 2 weeks of June. Will fit immediate future posts about Wiltshire into broader discussions (like this post!). I believe I’ll have no quarrels about returning to the O_k Barn just outside Marlborough for the next visit. Relatively cheap; very convenient to all locations (Marlborough, Fyfield Down, Avebury, The Barge, West Woods, Savernake, etc.). Will have more to say about the comparison between the O_k Barn and Baker Bloch’s own visit to Wilsthire in 2010, staying at another farm house (Temple Farm). The King and Queen of Temple Farm have some interesting ties to the people who rent the O_k Barn, seemingly.
William Morris (educated at Marlborough College):
Marlborough description from a children’s book author’s blog:
Wansdyke and Shaw village from same:
William Golding (who lived in Marlborough and Wilsthire):
William Golding’s friend James Lovelock, best known for his Gaia hypothesis:
Updates, 2nd try
Recently I’ve bought or rented 10752 square meters of land in Second Life. This morning, after filling my land with objects last night, believe I’ll only hold on to the 2048 rental after this month. The newest version of VWX Town is *not* the second coming of Pietmond or New Pietmond for that matter. Simply have to resign myself, finally and firmly, that this is *it* for Second Life, and I can’t make any more big splurges — instead the focus will be on synchronity art and writing. In saying that, still want to post pictures from VWX Town, and I’m not finished with it yet. Also want to re-read some of the old Pietmond posts from this blog, and (especially) the Baker Blinker Blog. Begin to shape up the latter blog — perhaps an index is in order, even.
I’m suffering post-England blahs for certain. Looking forward to Charleston trip projected for Labor Day weekend. Fall hiking season is several months away, and is always a fun time. Before the Wiltshire vacation, Edna and I had planned to create a joint writing work called “Bark”, composed of some of our old material from the 1980s, 1990s and even early 2000s, possibly even including some new material. We will not publish this under our own names, but under the generic “Them.” Since coming back I’ve also made very tentative plans for a new writing project, beyond the recent blogs and building on the mid 2000s notes for a Paradox III document. The working name for this is Paradox III; Cross of the Lamb. I’ll certainly continue to write posts for this blog (Frank and Herman Einstein!) and also create a/v synchs and synchronicity related collages like the 10×10 series and the more recent Gilatona-Lis series. That’s not going to stop. I need to organize the a/v synch material — that must be a priority in coming months and years, starting with getting a gizmo that will convert my 8-track videos to DVDs (soon!).
Started on not one but 2 new carrcasses (a/v synchs) before heading to Wiltshire… need to finish those up, and it looks like they will be twins in the manner of Uncle Meatwad and Empire Strikes Brak from 2007. And they will probably represent the most complex synch since then as well, stepping up from even Red 7 from last summer (comparable to Head Trip and Pretty Bunnies in complexity). But I also feel this particular twin synch is a finalizing of a stage, and not an entry into a string of complex works ala a Frank’s Moving Mtn. to 1Pink run. No, 1Pink will in all likelihood remain the most complex synch I create, and Peewee Big the best overall in terms of completed ones — Peewee Big coming immediately before the composition of 1Pink.
For woods hikes this summer and fall, will have to get use to a new camera, since Liquor died on me in England. Sad. Very. But now I can move on with new and improved technology, supposedly, in hand as it were.
Why don’t you make collages of your final Liquor shots. That’ll maybe cheer you up.
Thanks, Hucka D.
Wiltshire Trip, Days 01-02
Plane trip into England: not terribly bad but my neck hurt quite a lot. Probably stress a big factor. Reached London about 5pm their time, hopped in car, drove on wrong side of road to Devizes. Not too bad a trip — nervewracking to a degree, of course. But I made it. Stopped in Marlborough for a bit, stopped at The Barge and met Ted as soon as I parked the car, an ex-British Marine who owns a canal boat (aka narrowboat) moored next to the Honeystreet bridge. He gave me a tour of his boat — very nice — met his wife, and then he even bought me a Croppie beer at The Barge. Talked of politics and such. Then crop circles came up, and I put forth my theory about them being part hoaxed, part paranormal in origin, and said most researchers agreed with me, disagreeing more about the percentages of each part. Not sure what Ted made of that statement, but at any rate he begged off a hike to the white horse with me, which was okay by me — not that I didn’t like him, but I was ready for some alone hiking time, some serious alone hiking time. And I got it this week believe me! So my first real hike came when I, impromptu, decided to park the car at the Stanton St. Bernard exit off the main road between Devizes and Honeystreet, and headed almost straight up Milk Hill to the north, the highest peak in all of Wiltshire at just under 1000 feet, I believe. Milk Hill article at wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milk_Hill. Exiting a rough hiking trail up, rather skirted the famed Alton Barnes white horse on its side to reach the top, then walked down on very narrow (“C”) road back down to the main highway. Wow, is it beautiful up there — a quick hike, since I needed to get to Devizes certainly before nightfall. So reached Devizes, and Tim was there already. Talked of general stuff and then crop circles; told him about the Barbara Lamb book I wanted to give him (unfortunately never did!). Scouted out downtown afterwards, and had beer in his landlord’s pub (Hare and Hound). 6x draft was my choice, a local brew made by Wadworth Brewery in Devizes itself. Very local, then.
Next day got up *very* early and headed toward Oliver’s Hill and the Devizes White Horse, another in a series of about 9 within Wiltshire County and perhaps the one of most recent design, only dating from the late 1990s. More on Wiltshire white horses here: http://www.wiltshirewhitehorses.org.uk/. I was up and out by about 4:30am I believe — it started to get light during my stay around *3:30*. Amazing. Will miss that. The trail up to the white horse got worse and worse until it just became a line through the weeds and up a hill. Luckily I brought my deluge kit in my daypack (the *amazing* Gregory pack — don’t leave home without it!), ’cause it was raining by the time I reached the horse figure. It’s really amazing at the top of this hill, with a highlight for sure being a small woods called Roundway Hill Covert. Tim later also mentioned the beauty of these woods. Site here: http://www.wiltshire-web.co.uk/oldwildlife/reserves/roundway/roundway.htm. Notable for me was the natural boxwood type plants (they may have been boxwoods themselves) that sprinkled the forest; very un-American seeming. Neck was starting to hurt before reaching Oliver’s Castle, and probably didn’t get to explore to the degree I had hoped for. Worried about neck for rest of trip, but turned out it was fairly okay. Main problem was *parking and driving*. More on that in a moment-o.
Next hike involved Cherhill white horse, after resting at Devizes Costa for a bit. Let me speak of Devizes: I had the idea before staying there that we, B and I, could live in Devizes after retiring, at least for months at a time. Don’t think this is the case now, but let me explain in parts. First, the library was very disappointing. I was expecting an old building full of ancient tomes and manuscripts, and the reality was that it made Blue Mountain’s public library look very good. Computer time for the public was limited, and though no fault of the library, the *keyboard* was a little different in Britain. All this made internet surfing considerably more problematic than I anticipated. A second problem was Costa — I expected an equal to America’s Starbucks, and, sorry Britain, got a flimsy substitute. Lattes weren’t nearly as strong even with extra shots, and they actually sweeten them a bit for some reason. Costa itself was pretty neat as far as stores go, and I had a great location in which to sit and people watch, it being located at a busy walking corner of downtown. Devizes’ downtown, overall, was quite interesting, with three old churches and covering a large area — several alleyways. Got a mocha latte at Costa on day 02, and vowed off sugar thereafter, sensing a cold coming on. Eventually the sugar and stress caught up with me in week 2, when I actually contracted a cold. But during the Devizes part I was okay on that. Had trouble with Tim’s shower in the morning — Britain’s showers are quite different than ours, requiring pulling a chord hung from the ceiling to turn on the hot water, and then adjusting the water temperature on a dial in the tub. And the curtain didn’t pull all the way around. Nowhere to really hang your towel when done. Strange. Back to the big problems: *parking*. I never solved the riddle of parking in Devizes, and ended up, for the last several days there, of parking at a Sports Complex almost a mile from Tim’s apt. One day I even parked at The Barge and walked all the way back to Devizes, a distance of maybe 6 miles, and then trekked back a different route of about 7 miles to The Barge the next morning. But those were some of my favorite hikes, if not my favorites of the trip, at least while I was alone.
The hike up to the Cherhill white horse was amazing as well, especially the earthworks and hill to its south. Later that week I was able to pull off a hike that partially linked this Cherhill horse hike with the Devizes horse hike, taking place around Morgan Hill. More on that in a later post. Should also mention that the oilseed rape field (yellow flowers!) below Cherhill’s horse figure contained a small crop circle, one of the earliest of the very late starting season, and probably man-made. I had actually forgotten it was there when hiking up to the horse figure. The farmer who owns the field didn’t allow access. But — my first spied crop circle! Pretty exciting, and then more would be on their way, or at least 2 more. To the south of Cherhill, one had a fantastic view into what I’ve been calling The Hole on this blog. A picture of it from the soon-to-be-expired Liquor camera can be found in this earlier post.
So now we start with one of the major incidents of our journey: on the way back to The Barge from Cherhill had a *flat tire*! Luckily — *luckily* — I was very near a designated parking lot along the quite narrow road to Honeystreet, or else I would have had to stay in the road to fix the tire, if I could even fix it. Turned out I had a lot of working room in the parking lot, and a man helped me located the thingamajig that enables one to remove the 5th, *safety* nut, which we don’t have in America I don’t believe. It was in the glove compartment, which I probably would have eventually found but the person saved me some time for sure. I had help from quite a number of Brits in this manner — as B. said, they seem to be more helpful over there than us Americans over here. Tried to call B and, to add to my problem, the phone needed recharging, and actually died while I *just* had enough information to locate the place in Marlborough where I needed to take the car and order a new tire. What timing — and that was another leitmotif of the trip. Time seemed different over there, and greater stress and problems strangely juxtaposed with greater joy and synchronicity. So went to Marlborough and ordered the tire, and then I just decided to head to The Barge, small spare tire be damned. Again, a nervewracking time, but once again I’m here to tell the tale and made it back. Even this night I was tempted to park my car there and walk back to Devizes. The next day I decided to do just this. But for this day, I drove back on with the small tire to Devizes. Stopped at Hound and Hare again, attempting to read books each night there.
Brand New Crop Circle — next to and mirroring “Patty”!
Check out the latest crop circle, which seems to be one of the better ones so far this late, late starting season. It mirrors the shape of one of those “3 sisters” beech groves I wrote about in my blog earlier this year, specifically Patty (!).
Compare with here:
I’m sure that crop circles have never been beside any of these 3 groves before, armed with knowledge of the archives of this site which contains all known locations of crop circles past and present now.
Red Collie seems to like this one, and I have a feeling he’s going to add some text to his 7/15/13 published picture asap:
He states it is a reincarnation of a crop circle quickly mowed through by a farmer just over a week before, which also seems unusual.
This beech circle is one of the two twins (or sisters) of “Marge” where a cyclist apparently died, an accident we found out about while visiting it in person during our England trip last month. Another perhaps strange thing: couldn’t find out any details about this accident afterwards despite trying quite a number of google search combinations. Maybe it’s time to try again, and harder.
More as it comes in!
Wiltshire Trip, Days 03-04
Looking over my notes I took during the trip, I see that on the morning of Tue, June 19, I experienced another round of frustration regarding the Devizes parking and traffic situation, so that night decided just to park my Ford Focus at The Barge and walk the *7 miles* back to Devizes through a little used back way, as it turned out. I’ve written about this path several times in the FHE blog, with the first being in the “Dimensional Kink?” post created just before the England trip, and the second being “Going Back in Time” from just after the same. In the latter, it looks like I’ve covered most of the essentials of this hike already, as well as some additional, more theoretical or abstract information coming from resident blog spirit Hucka Doobie (Hucka D.). Hmmm… Waters again… and another Kink as well. Hucka D. claims in that post the 2 hikes to and from Devizes on Tue and Wed respectively, act as one in hyptertime, with one half, as it were, not really existing without the other half. The *kink* experienced in the first (The Barge to Devizes) was straightened out, as Hucka D. put it, in the one from the following morning when I returned to Devizes and retrieved my car. This was accomplished by following the water/canal (Kennet and Avon Canal) all the way. It was indeed a highlight from a trip packed with highlights in both a positive and negative way, but with the positive stuff winning out in the end. Anyway, when I got back to The Barge, I rewarded myself for accomplishing such a feat with a vegetarian lasagna lunch. Many canal boats were moored along the Kennet and Avon, especially around Honeystreet and The Barge. Many were there because of Solstice celebrations in the area, in particular at Stonehenge and also Avebury. Get back to that in the next, planned post on my trip, which will cover Days 05-06. I went to Stonehenge; wandered among the rocks!
After leaving The Barge, the next hike was also quite amazing, taking me through the western edge of West Woods to the Wansdyke, an early Medieval defensive linear earthwork according to the wikipedia article on the subject. Then I followed the Wansdyke west to the site of an abandoned Medieval village called Shaw. I note in my handwritten journal that the paths in the area were confusing, the Wansdyke itself not being part of a marked hiking trail in this area (although a trail still existed along most of it here). Several small woods lie to the south and west of West Woods, including Shaw Wood (closest to the site of the namesake abandoned village) and also Boreham Wood and Gopher Wood. More recently, I’ve noted in this blog that the closest crop circle to the Wansdyke to ever form was this one from a field very near Shaw, and dating from 2001 once more (like the gigantic Milk Hill glyph from the same year). In the same post, Hucka D. and I talk about a possible, direct association between this Shaw and Seale, Texas discussed several times in this blog, since, among other things, Seale itself use to be called Shaw. Is there something *sealed up* at Shaw, waiting to be unlocked? Does it have something to do with the nearby 2001 crop circle mentioned above?
After returning to the car, I decided to head up the road to Avebury, parking at the Silbury Hill lot and walking an additional 1/2 mile or so to avoid the 7 dollar entry fee. The trail from Silbury Hill to Avebury turned out to be much weedier and disused than I anticipated. “No one much walks from Avebury to Silbury Hill, even?” I found myself asking. No, it turns out they don’t, and the famous West Kennet Long Barrow down the same path is much more accessed via the main A4 highway that also runs past Silbury Hill. I quickly realized that after rains your shoes and pants would quickly be soaked because of all the wet weeds along the way — made an important mental note of that, because I would be using this trail a number of times in the coming days. This would be my second visit to Avebury, but the first where I parked at Silbury Hill for free access. This time, unlike the first visit from the day before, I decided to head to the Red Lion, and ordered a pint of what’s called an Avebury Well Water, which was superb. I was very excited to be at the Red Lion, because it is a centerpiece for not one but two composite collage creations from the Gilatona-Lis series completed earlier in the year, or the Latona 03/04 dyptich, and then the Falmouth *quad*tich (4 part collage set, where, again, each collage acts a unique work in its own right as well). Was getting tired from all the hiking of the day, however, and decided to bypass revisiting the rocks. Went back to Devizes after this and visited a new pub called The Lamb, not far from where I was staying with Tim. Took a book again — read on 3 books while I was in England, or “Winesburg, Ohio”, Jane Roberts’ “The Unknown Reality, Part 2”, and, one I barely touched, Faulkner’s “As I Lay Dying”.
After finishing my beer at The Lamb, I decided to revisit nearby St. John’s Church and the graveyard before head’n home. On the *public* pathway behind the church, got *accosted*, and right at the spot where Brian R. Marshall shot his 2 photos that are the basis for yet another Gilatona-Lis dyptich: Lis 03/04. And that’s why I was there in the first place — to check out in more detail the setting for these photos and attached collages, centered around an old railroad bed leading to a sealed up tunnel running underneath the Devizes castle site. I crossed the bridge over the old rr track, went down the public greenway a bit, petted a cat, headed back, and then was *blocked* from going back across the bridge by this short but extremely stout *tank* of a man, who I said hello to but apparently didn’t take kindly to friendly greetings like that, at least in this neck of the woods. “What did you say to me?” he asked, while blocking my way. “Hello,” I said. “I said hello to you.” He just stood there. I think he repeated “What did you say?” a couple of times. Then I ask him if he was alright, because I started to think that he was having some kind of seizure or something. Then, *thankfully* he brushed past me, saying something like, “get out of my way you silly man.” I know it doesn’t sound as scary the way I’m writing it, but I come from a small mountain town where *nothing* like this has ever happened to me, not that I can think of. Not to the same degree. But the scariest part was when I returned to the H&H bar below my room, and the landlord telling me that they deal drugs in that cemetery, and I was lucky there was only one of the lot back there at the time, else they would have mugged me or worse. “Great!” I was thinking. “And how do I get out of the rest of my rent to Tim?” I didn’t say that, but I was ready to leave Devizes that night; I’m sure you can understand. Then I saw Tim that night and told him what happened, and he was aghast and said he thought Devizes was a very safe place to roam about, even at night. He claimed to know absolutely nothing about thugs and drug dealing around St. John’s. I even told Tim about the collage I made with the tunnel entrance to explain why I was in that particular location. I knew it had to mean more, since I’d already identified a green man effect at the tunnel with a black hole, and probably the most famous example of one (Cygnus X-1). In my journal I go into this a bit more, theorizing that the accosting event and the creation of the collage back in Feb. were (or are) actually part of one hypertime event, past anticipating a future event but also future event affecting the past, I believe. There are a number of investigative angles one could pursue here. For example, the train tunnel has been blocked just like I was blocked by the accoster, and from the very bridge where you have the best angle to view the blocked tunnel. Strange, eh?
But that was my most dangerous moment in England I believe. And I was certainly glad to get out of Devizes for that and other reasons on Sunday morning.
Coming up next: a visit to *the* main crop circle information center, a visit to Stonehenge during the Soltice, *seeing* additional crop circles with the naked eye, and more!
(continued in Wiltshite Trip, Days 05-06!)
Wiltshire Trip, Days 05-06
The Day After The Accosting.
Welp, Tim sure felt pretty sorry for me, because he acted as a super guide to the area on Thursday. First we went downtown and he showed me a nifty coffee shop with a great view of Devizes’ central marketplace, which was a bustling hub on this market day. Then after returning to his apt. with market food in tow, we then hopped in his car and he drove me over to Woodborough and the Silent Circle hq, *the* physical and tangible source for crop circle information operated by Charles Mallet, long time circle investigator dating back to the 1990s. Charles was there in person when we visited, and it was an exciting 30 minute or so talk with him. We gabbed about famous past glyphs including the 2001’s huge Milk Hill formation already mentioned a number of times in this here blog. Charles believes that maybe 80 percent of the circles reported these days are hoaxed, or made by very terrestrial and very human crop circle artists. But he also admits a paranormal aspect to the phenomenon still, and said, for example, he has a hard time seeing how the 2001 Milk Hill formation could have been hoaxed, given such facts as the many circles involved appear only as circles from the air and not the very unlevel ground of the remote spot — they’re actually ellipses. And Charles is friends with Barbara Lamb whose book I had just read before arriving in England. He said she *was* a lamb (of a person), and also Barbara told Charles at some point that he could be an alien himself, which I took to mean she thought he could be a hybrid. Charles also spoke of a clear disinformation program attempting to mask and obfuscate the authenticity of the crop circle phenomenon, and appeared guarded when I mentioned Michael Glickman and his book “Bones of the Gods”. Michael is in the camp that believe the great majority of crop circles appearing in England and elsewhere each spring *are* legitimate or have paranormal origins, in contrast to the 20/80 split of same by Mallet. But depsite their differences, Charles admits Glickman is a good writer. Meanwhile, Tim was taking it all in, and I knew that other crop circle enthusiasts would be visiting him later in the year. I knew he would be returning here with new guests soon. Tim stated to Charles that he has visited 1 or 2 crop circles in person each year since coming to Devizes from Cornwall. I found it sad that he also stated to me that he doesn’t like Devizes as much as Cornwall… “at all”, he then added as punctuation to the thought. He’s given up his plant transmutation business since coming to Devizes. I don’t see him staying a long time there, and he even mentioned moving to Indiana in our fair US of A. Indiana! I’m pretty positive that would be a step or two or three down from Devizes, even, so I’m kind of hoping he doesn’t go through with the idea.
So this morning we also visited the Alton Priors church, my second time going inside and my 3rd trip overall, I believe. This is the site of my Lis 07 collage featuring the very same Tim, at least sans head, and I noted that he didn’t seem as excited about the visit as I did. Maybe I should have told him about this collage in addition to the diptych I told him about the previous night, and involving the Devizes train tunnel (Lis 03 04), the scene of the accosting. But I think it was fate we both went together to this church. The joint experience was another future event seemingly prophesized in the Lis series, following up on the similarly predicted accosting (to me). Again, the Devizes leg of my trip, especially, seems to be a real life expansion of the more contract and abstracted “remote viewing” visit in the Lis series.
After the Alton Priors, we went to the nearby Barge for some food and drink. I got the vegetarian lasagna, which I shared with Tim. I believe we both also got a Croppie beer… ummm.
When returning to Devizes, Tim and I parted ways again as I decided to head up to Morgan Hill for more crop circle country hiking. Parked at a small picnic area just beyond the North Wilts Golf Course, at the intersection of The Wansdyke and the C50 road. Walked old Roman roads most of the way, and also a section of the Wansdyke heading back to the car. Was reminded that this particular run of ancient ditch acts as a strong unifying element for the whole Devizes-Marlborough region, starting, east to west, near Savernake and ending about where I parked my car actually, on Morgan Hill. My walking route took me past the sites of what I now perceive as Spongebob Squarepants related crop circle formations of the past several years, including Morgan Hill’s 2007 star formation and the nearby 2009 square formation. These, along with the seemingly related 3d effect crop circle coming at the southern base of the hill in 2011, are seen in pictures 3-5 of The Hole: Other Considerations post from June.
Thursday night I decided to return to The Lamb pub first visited the night before, but was understandably quite leery of going *anywhere* near the St. John’s Church, not to mention the graveyard in back of it where the accosting occurred only the night before.
Then in the middle of the night, about 3 o’clock or a bit before dawn, Tim got me up and we headed to *Stonehenge* for the Summer Soltice festivities there. Amazing. Unfortunately I didn’t take any pictures, but some from another visitor can be found here. We departed about 6 o’clock, I believe, and beat a chunk of the crowd out. When we returned, Tim prepared for a weekend visit to Cornwall, his old home as mentioned before, and I decided to drive to Silbury Hill and ended up taking a 2-3 hour nap in the parking lot there. This was the last I saw of Tim, as he didn’t return to Devizes until Sunday, by which time I was in Pewsey picking up Beth and Kim. How glad was I to see them!
But back to Friday. So after my car nap I returned to Avebury, getting at least a small hike west of town in what’s called Avebury Truesloe, a separate village actually. Saw the Adam and Eve standing sarsen stones from across an oilseed rape field, which might have been the terminal rocks of a second Avebury Avenue (Beckhampton Avenue) to compliment the more famous one coming from the west (Kennet Avenue). But, once again, I felt kind of drained at Avebury, for no real reason.
Now the excitement starts again: On the way back to Devizes that night, decided to stop at The Barge. No real suprise there, since I ended up at this restaurant almost every day of my Wilsthire visit at some point. But this day I decided not to immediately go into the pub, but just park and hike up to Adam’s Grave, one of the nifty landmarks in the Altons area that I hadn’t had a chance to visit yet. Adam’s Grave has its own wikipedia site here , described as a neolithic long barrow, which means it is an ancient, earthen burial mound. It was quite a climb to get to the top, but, what a view! Several other people were there with me, including a photographer who was hiking close to me all the way up. Here’s the story, and it involves him. We were just doing some loose chatting since we were walking so close together (seemed rude just to ignore him in such close proximity) and he stated he was up here to look for crop circles. Well I told him that there was one in the field below (the famous East Field) that formed about 2 weeks prior. Until that moment I’d forgotten that it was there, or that I could possibly see it from this vantage point. I was just walking to get to Adam’s Grave itself, a prominent landmark. But then I looked to the other side of Honeystreet from the crop circle I knew about to find what appeared to be a *second* formation, a little more distant from me than the first. The odd thing about this is that I had *just* checked the Crop Circle Connector about 4:40 at the Devizes public library, before coming to Honeystreet and The Barge, and the formation hadn’t been reported. I asked another person present at Adam’s Grave when spotting this formation and asked if that looked like a crop circle to her. She responded that it had just been posted to the Crop Circle Connector *a little before 5*, so that means I just missed the report. She also said that it seemed more impressive that the other formations of the young season in that it had a complicated braiding effect in an outer ring. And I had to be one of the first dozen or so people to actually see the formation. Excitement plus!! Here was a fresh crop circle. I didn’t know yet that the farmer who owned the field had not allowed access, and even threatened to mow the circle if anyone entered. That’s a key component of this story to keep in mind as well.
So I was excited. I decided to cancel a potential trip to the top of nearby Milk Hill for a better vantage point. I wanted to get back to The Barge and see if anyone had any news *there*. Turned out they did not — the pub was not abuzz with excitement about a new formation or anything approaching that. Then I went out to my car to leave, perhaps to enter the fresh crop circle myself to see it with my own eyes, and it turns out an Audi station wagon had *blocked my Ford Fuckup in*. It took me over an hour to get it out, a story just by itself that I’ll have to wait till another day to tell. But the main point here is that I was blocked at The Barge long enough to make a visit to the crop circle unlikely. I’m bolding that, because, especially looking back on it, “forces” were keeping me from entering the formation. Maybe it was my higher self who knew better and was protecting me. Maybe it was something else. But dusk was quickly approaching as I left The Barge’s parking lot and driving past the location of the crop circle, only tens of yards from the road I had to take to get back to Devizes. *Yards* — and you could see some of it from the road as well. So tempting to enter, and I think I would have if it weren’t for the new time constraints. I *had* to get back to Devizes before dark, see, because I could barely drive on those *fucking roads* during the day. There was no choice for me but to skip the circle visit. And it was only when I returned to Devizes did I learn about the farmer’s ban and the threat of destruction. I was very lucky. What would I have found in the circle?
Oh, by the way, here’s the formation I *didn’t* visit. Red Collie would soon write glowingly about it, and from his text I determined that I was staring at a legitimate (non-hoaxed) crop circle from Adam’s Grave and also the C8 that day. And another unusual thing: it turned out to be one of those rare two-parter, consisting of a phase one (the phase I witnessed) which then developed into a phase 2 the next day. Red Collie states phase 2 appeared to be a hoaxed addendum to a legitmate circle, but I’m uncertain after reading other reports. Also for the record, I mention this same crop circle in the Diamond Too 02 post from early July.
(to be continued)