Not content with capturing one rather large stone circle, under rapidly darkening skies, we set off in pursuit of another.
Which was a mistake.
For one thing, we got lost…
And then we ran into this motley lot.
Hiding from us they were.
Waiting for the sun to go down before they pounced.
Anyway, we tentatively made our way through their ranks.
And eventually confronted their leader.
Long Meg, by name.
She seemed okay and assured us her daughters were harmless.
So we determined to return on the morrow.
In the hope that the morning light might be kinder.