300 years before Stonehenge at Avebury.
I first took an interest in what was going on in prehistoric
Wiltshire when surfing the Internet, and was amazed to discover that people of
about 4,400 years ago had built a pyramid-size hill with little more than their
bare hands. One of my colleagues had been to this mini-mountain while on a
day’s outing from London - when he also climbed up it. He also visited the
henge at Avebury one kilometre to the north. I just had to see this mystery
hill and henge, the purpose or purposes of which, no one could seem to solve.
And so it was on a fine August summers day that I set out with my dad - who moaned all the way of why anyone should want to visit such old relics - to see exactly what the mystery was all about.
So there we were, dad and I, looking up at the largest man-made
mound in Europe, not believing that it could possibly have been built for no
reason whatsoever. I felt very much challenged, to say the least: no bunch of
half-shod barbarians was going to get the better of me. I wasn't brought up to
give in so easily.
After spending 20 minutes or so viewing Silbury Hill and taking
several photographs of it, we returned to our car and drove the short distance
around the corner to take a look at the henge that I had heard so much about.
I soon became stunned by the enormity of it all: this so-called
“Super-henge” a quarter of a mile across, contains standing stones equal in
size; and some are even larger than those at Stonehenge itself. To say that something
big had been going on here was an understatement. At 450 metres diameter, with
stone monoliths weighing several tonnes, this henge is enormous, and I was absolutely
determined to find out exactly what it was meant to be.
Although dad was normally tee-total, he waited with half of shandy
in the car park of the Red Lion public house while I investigated the henge.
When at last I returned to the pub, I said to dad that I reckoned some over-ambitious
Stone Age people had been trying to catch the sun. Literally that is!
Dad and I next paid a visit to Avebury’s Alexander Keiller museum
to see the exhibits and to purchase some books so I could study these things
later and in the quiet of my own home. From those books I learned that the oval
monument on top of Windmill Hill was the first to be built; and because it
overlooks both Silbury and Avebury; it seemed like a good place for me to
start.
The 350-metre causewayed-enclosure on top of Windmill Hill poses
archaeologists as much of a mystery as does any other Stone Age monument;
because although it appears to have been an encampment of some kind, early men
and women are known to have never lived permanently upon it. It is thought that
Neolithic people occupied this hill during the summer months only, so all sorts
of theories have been advanced for its possible use - none of which seemed to
me to be very convincing.
Neolithic causewayed enclosures are among the earliest monuments
of all, their perimeters marked out by several rings of discontinuous ditches
and banks that someone once described as being like a string of badly-made
sausages. Well, Windmill Hill is not a badly-made sausage but could be
considered to be a badly made egg. It is, however, very unfortunate that other
causewayed enclosures are not egg-shaped at all - although some of them are -
but such a variety of individual shapes has hampered the search for a common
denominator that links them all together, and this has allowed for any number
of disagreements about their true purpose.
What we do know about Windmill Hill is that many things were
placed on the bottom of its two-metre-deep ditches. These “things” ranged from
stones obtained from a quarry near to the town of Bath, and other stones coming
from as far away as Cornwall and the Lake district - as well as small chips of
- surprise, surprise - the famous Stonehenge bluestones having come all the way
from Wales. They might even have brought the honey-coloured Grand Pressigny
flint from France.
Besides this collection of exotic stones, animal and human
body-parts were also found at the bottom of its ditches, together with what
might have been the sacrifice of a child. This child was found on a plinth that
raised its tiny body off the bottom of the ditch, and he or she was buried for
the same purpose or reason as the single burials found at Woodhenge and the
Sanctuary. And as we now know, this menagerie of creature and human remains,
along with exotic stones, flint arrow-heads, axes and broken pottery sherds was
clearly trying to bring this massive prehistoric egg to life. For myself
though, and before learning the meaning of all of this, I wanted to look south
from this enclosure as people of the Neolithic did, to see just what it was
that they saw in the place.
And so it was that a couple of weeks later, and after purchasing a
second-hand single-lens-reflex-camera, that I could be seen heading back to
Avebury in the middle of the night to see what all the fuss was about. I was so
utterly convinced that I could solve these age-old mysteries.
Never having been to Windmill Hill before, and without knowing
exactly how to get there - and in the middle of the night, to-boot - I duly set
out from home. I knew that I would have to go up a dark country lane leading onto
a country track that would eventually peter out, and at the end of the lane is
where I parked my car.
It was pitch black when I arrived and I was in the middle of no-where.
I thought perhaps that I should wait for the sky to lighten up a tad before
leaving my car to walk the rest of the way, but that would only defeat the
object. I somehow plucked up enough courage to set off up that very spooky
track; after all, should anyone or anything jump out at me, I could always give
them a hefty whack with my torch.
I had parked my car on what clearly seemed to be someone's
prohibited land, so did not dare flash my torch for any longer than was
necessary to ensure my safe footing. All of a sudden, and by complete surprise,
I saw a flash of light coming from some distance up ahead - did I imagine it -
surely not. Am I heading into danger of some kind? I walked on. There it was
again. This time I was sure the light was coming from another torch. Too late
to turn back now, I had no choice but to see just what it was that I was
walking into.
As I approached still closer, I could see that several vehicles
had driven further along and to where the track ended, and I was rapidly entering
a “New Age” traveller’s camp who thought me to be a colleague who had come to
join them. Why on earth they were still awake at four o'clock in the morning I
shall never know, but I bade them good morning and asked for directions. They
told me that I did not have much farther to go, and pointed the way.
Ave2:
Windmill Hill and its round-barrow burial mounds, seen behind the incorrectly
named ‘Longstone’ known as Adam that actually should have been called ‘Eve.’
Also note the Christian influence on pagan stones!
Dawn was breaking by the time I arrived at the top, and that gave
me enough time to spend a couple of minutes to look around. I have to say that
it didn’t look much like the photographs that Cambridge University had taken of
it from the air, and the Bronze Age burial mounds, known as ‘round barrows’ came
as a complete surprise; for with my being new to the area, I hadn't expected
them to be there. Even more surprising was a tent pitched, hidden from view
between the barrows by someone who advertised with a banner to have travelled
all the way from somewhere inside Europe to get there. Bavaria, I think; if my
memory serves me correctly.
Although the solstice had passed by some weeks ago, I had come to
Windmill Hill to watch the sunrise in the hope that I too might see what Stone
Age people had seen in the place. I stood irreverently on top of the largest
barrow and looked towards the south. I hadn't chosen a very good day - but
suddenly, there she was - the ‘Lady Silhouette.’
So this, I thought, was it: this was the way in which Stone Age
men and women had hoped to attract the sun; a giant image of a woman lying down
formed by the combination of Waden and Silbury Hill together. Obviously - or so
I thought - those early guys and gals had built a female breast to go with what
they considered to be the Waden Hill belly.
I was sure that I had cracked the mystery: so sure in fact that I simply
had to start writing a story about it. I didn't know it at the time, but this
beautiful idea was to become just one further theory that I would eventually
come to drop.
Ave3: The “Lady Silhouette”
I was also looking in the wrong direction. Because the causewayed
enclosure on top of Windmill Hill that I have just described, points at
Cherhill Hill some 4.5 kilometres away.
Ave4: built to
give birth to a baby sun or moon.
The
outer ring, Ring A, points to the southern end of Cherhill Hill where the sun sets
at winter solstice, whilst Ring B points to Cherhill’s northern horizon,
seemingly to track the suns approach. However, the innermost ring, Ring C, “The
yolk” was designed to complement our real luminaries by aiming to light up the
dark area of northern sky that neither of them ever gets to visit.
No
one can claim utter accuracy when all we have to go on is a rough-cut bank and
ditch. Nevertheless, a start does have to be made, as I have here; and as
always I began by making folded tracings to ascertain all three major axes. I
then proceeded to evaluate their underlying geometry working in megalithic
yards as we know early people did when laying out their many and varied
monuments.
Having
proved the hypothesis of Woodhenge by GPS survey, we can now assume Ring A to
represent a womb, which at 447Megalithic yards is almost as big as Avebury
itself. I favour its azimuth to aim it quite nicely at the setting winter sun
as it disappears beneath the horizon at the southern end of Cherhill Hill.
The
official plan of the monument, seen in Ave4, and from which I worked, was found
to need a small correction to make it respect north. That is what the four small
red circles seen in the image were introduced for. They were positioned over
real round barrows seen on aerial photographs from Multimap that correctly
pinpoints them, and the plan was rotated to suit.
The
metric scale of the original plan was then converted into Professor Alexander
Thom’s megalithic yards before producing the monuments profiles in CAD.
Ave6. Ring B: Based
on an arrow-head. I
make the length of its major axis 264 My.
Ave7: Closer detail
of the founding triangles of Ring B. Once again, all measurements are in
megalithic yards.
Ave8: Ring C. What did people think might emerge from this yolk? Would it be a boy or
a girl? I.e. - a baby sun or a baby moon?
The three views that follow were taken around the largest
round-barrow that stands on top and in the middle of the monument. Whilst these
pictures show the enclosures primary alignments, it soon becomes clear to any
visitor looking around a full 360-degree of this landscape that the monument
had a plethora of horizontal horizons to choose from.
Ave9: Cherhill Hill, with its uninterrupted
view going deep into South Wales, Cherhill is and always was a superb look-out
point. It was from the top of Cherhill that people would watch their cherished
Welsh Bluestones arrive home.
It
seems to me that the enclosure was designed to place - not simply observe - the
sun as it approached the winter solstice on a day to day basis. From the top of
W/Hill the sun could be seen before, during, and after the solstice had passed.
However, we should never forget that the moon would also, and at times,
disappear or appear, from beneath these same horizons.
Ave10
This view looks in the exactly the opposite direction and gave a day to day, or
rather, a morning by morning visual as the
sun approached the summer solstice and back again.
Many causewayed enclosures were built during the Neolithic, but
Windmill Hill had a twin called “Robin Hoods Ball” situated near Stonehenge
that almost certainly operated in a similar way.
Copyright © T W Flowers 2013