In my final post about the day after Bristol, after we left Jaspre at Bradford-on-Avon, we headed south a little bit towards Westbury in Wiltshire. Now Wilts has tons of White Horses carved into its hillside but Westbury looked impressive as I saw it from the train a little while ago and we actually drove near it on our way to Longleat the Friday before. So I was curious to see if close-up. And I admit that it is amazing when you get closer to it. However, unlike the horse in the Vale of The White Horse in Oxfordshire, it’s not that old. Probably dates from the 18th century because the white horse was the family animal of the Hanoverians, so to commemorate George III, lots of them were carved. But you do get a great view looing across the county from the top so it’s well worth a look. The other place I took Andy too was Avebury, which is a little further east of Westbury. He had never seen the stones and the weather was perfect, so I took him there. It’s the third time I’ve visited it and it still looks amazing. Julian Cope lives in the village and there are lots of modern-day ‘witches’ who are located there too. Apparently a friend of mine in the States, Mark Berry, tells me that the pub there the Red Lion is supposed to be haunted. I’ll have to check it out the next time I am there. After Avebury, we picked up the M4 at Swindon and we were hoeme by about 8ish in the evening. Wiltshire is a fantastic, beauty, spellbinding county. So here are a few photos at Westbury and Avebury‚Ķ

So we left Bradford on Avon and headed back towards London on the rather circuitous but very pretty A4. Our first stop was a place called Cherhill, also in Wiltshire. Since last year, I’ve become a little bit fascinated by chalk drawings (We went to see the White Horse in Oxfordshire) and so we thought we’d visit another one. Unfortunately, because we stopped off in Chippenham for dinner, it was already pretty late by the time we reached Cherhill and so I didn’t relish getting back in the Big Smoke after midnight. So we stopped, I took a couple of shots with my camera from the roadside and then we left. After Cherhill, we visited Avebury, which is a stunning place, famous for its standing stones and where Julian Cope lives. When we got there, I could see why: as soon as you turn the bend, suddenly there they are. In fact, sheep graze around them and people walk their dogs by them. I have never been to Stonehenge but I’ve heard people criticise it because you can’t get particularly close. Well, here you can and they are absolutely spectacular. Totally out of place in 21st century England but perhaps that’s why they are so stunning. We didn’t spend long in Avebury (not as long as I’d liked) and we left, heading for the motorway to make up some time but we did pass (guess what) another white horse in the car journey towards Swindon and the M4. So the trip back from Bristol was fantastic and just proved how much there is to see in Wiltshire. The drive is a great way to engage with the English countryside‚Ķ