Day Five
Today we biked on road A303 and it was a wretched, big road. It had cars going every which way and there we were on the other side trying to cross to the “cheaters’ way” and get through the back to Stonehenge.
After we crossed the road we had to go up a grassy, dirt path up a hill, which was very infuriating. We had just crossed A303, the very busy road and now we had to go on a grassy path up a hill!
And at the top of the hill, to my relief, was Stonehenge. Not some little tiny, miniature hengelito, but THE Stonehenge. It was incredible to finally be there (and have crossed the road). I mean, sure, you think the stones are big, but they are hunormous.
It is a very touristy place. There was this one man dressed as a bee superhero with a big yellow plastic hammer. I mean, who would do that?!
After we went to Stonehenge we took our bikes and followed the path down to the visitor’s center, getting information from a very nice lady who told us that if we took a road down to a round-about, we could avoid the A303.
After following that road for a very long time, the map lady, Mimi, told us to take a turn onto a gravel path down a very steep hill. We wondered where this path would take us. Would it take us into the middle of a field, or to a town, or to a dead end?
It actually took us to none of those — it took us to a cow pasture. We honked at the cows and they followed us. They thought we were honking to tell them that food was ready. After a while they got disappointed and went off.
It was a very bumpy gravel path, so we decided to follow the cow path in the field. It was so much smoother that we didn’t regret it. After the path in the field finished, it led us to a cattle crossing, and next to it, on a post was a sign that said, “Bull in field.”
After that we got onto a real road and followed it for two miles down to our campground, Stonehenge Camping and Glamping.
We arrived on Saturday, which was very lucky, for Saturday is the only day they sell food. We got pizza.
We also did laundry.
— Ruby
Again, Bravo! Good work today... sounds like a nice visit to the big ol' rocks, and it looks like a nice camping situation. I'm impressed that you're riding rainfree days in England. And that you can dry laundry on a line! All in all, sounds like a very good day... and we'll assume tomorrow will be the same. Bone voyage!
ReplyDeleteGreat job, Ruby! What a wonderful day!
ReplyDeleteGreat report! I felt like I was tootling along with y'all! I'm planning to use "hunormous" in a sentence today.
ReplyDeleteHow cool to see THE Stonehenge. And even better, not seeing the Bull in Field!
ReplyDeletecurse those infuriating grassy, dirt paths up a hill! Nice work Team Gifford!
ReplyDeleteGreat blogpost, Ruby! Did you take the pictures, too? I bet you were planning all day what to write. Did the tooth fairy find you? And did you meet the bull in the field? And what in the world would a bee do with a hammer?
ReplyDeleteStay away from those A roads!
Molly misses you..... (but we don't, of course) xoxoxo
I search each afternoon in the hope that I shall find a new post...and for the past several days I have! When Grandma and I visited Stonehenge we were among a very few visitors and the awe of what those long ago people did with such huge stones still is with me. Keep filling your memory books.
ReplyDeleteRuby, I LOVE your update!!! So glad you didn't encounter the bull! Maybe when you guys get home you can build some hengelitos are our farm. Hope you're having tons of fun! We miss you sooooooooo much!
ReplyDeleteHengelitos!!!
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