The last time that I drew Wayland Smithy, it was a warm day in April, 2002, and I sat on the grass in front of the long barrow's entrance with pencil and A5 sketch pad:
I soon realised that A5 was totally inadequate, and made a quicker sketch on the a double spread:
That scarcely tickled the subject, either.
I specifically remember talking to a gentleman who represented the G. K. Chesterton Society. He was showing an American friend the Uffington White Horse (a chalk figure incised into the hillside; it is a mile's walk from Wayland's Smithy along the Ridgeway, an ancient pathway). The white horse featured in an epic poem by Chesterton; the Smithy is just somewhere that it would be a shame not to visit if you're at Uffington Castle (the name of the hill fort above the white horse).
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