Saturday 29 July
Honeystreet to Pewsey
As I sit writing today Herman’s Hermits singing, ‘Something tells me I’m into something good’, is playing. Most apt. Travelling is more than ‘something good’. It’s interesting, educational and (most of all) fun.
We have just moored at Pewsey and will be going to discover the local area once my humans have digested their lunch, and drunk their freshly-ground and amazingsmelling coffee.
Pewsey and the surrounding villages have been associated with crop-circles for many years now and they fascinate me. Like some of you, I used to think they were man-made and abitofajoke but, beleive me, they are not. The beautiful patterns that these phenomenal crops circles enjoy would take hours for a human to create; in fact, within the research that has taken place to try to give an explanation for their create and existence, four men took four hours to create a circle (the Apollonius circle) which was designed by a mathematician. This makes me question, ‘How many mathematicians and friends would go to the trouble of creating so many circles all over the world?’ They have to be accepted as a phenomenal act of nature…earthly or other worldly is the question. They have been reported on from way back too so they are definitely not just ‘of our era’.
The section of the Kennet and Avon canal that we have cruised along this morning was exceptionally pretty and quiet. Call me ‘justamutt’ but…it feels almost medieval and quite spiritual. Leigh and Tom must feel the same because they had a rather strange experience last night. The pub they went to was very sparsely furnished, the barmaid almost in a world of her own and the menu quite bizarre (to say the least). I won’t say anymore about the service or food but the only impressive part was the ceiling in the place.