This is the REVEAL. Where stone erupts from earth, making a stairway to the sky (thanks Barbara Streisand and Barry Gibb for those words - I'm Guilty)
Located in a small clearing in a managed pine forest, Nine Staines / Mulloch Wood / Garrol (these alternative names can get confusing - at least I ticked off two circles in one) occupies a special place in recumbent folk lore, as the setting of the altar stone is some way inside the flattened circle formed by the ring stones and was originally flanked not only by two pillars but a kerbstone lined cairn.
We will end today with some poetry, but first, I thought I'd add in some archive photos of the archaeologist Coles excavating this site in 1904. See how the left flanker is upright, but only just. It's incredible that the shape of these stones has not altered in the last 113 years, nor in the last 1013 years, nor especially in the last 10,000, 100,000 or 1,000,000 years.
NINE STRANES AT NINE STANES
I am short of breath; impatient with this (i) slow, (ii) weak, (iii) puffing, (iv) urinating, (v) spittle forming, (vi) clumsy, (vii) inadequate, (viii) angry, (ix) distressed body. I ask the circle for relief. To be free of these bodily strains.
These concerns wash away in the presence of magic. The moment is fleeting. What is the secret? ACTION.
And finally ...
Extraordinary heavy metal circle near Aberdeen Dyce airport. One of the finest, most complete monuments of its kind. The growing urbanisation surrounding it cannot hold this druidic temple back.