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I like to visit odd or peculiar places. Throughout my life I’ve made a special effort to see it, go there or experience it. For instance, have you ever been to the Mên-an-Tol? Most people have never heard of it. When I was in the Caribbean, I met a person from Zennor. “Oh, I said, I’ve been there, did you ever visit the Mên-an-Tol?”

“The what?” she replied.

Hmm! I ask you, some people. The Mên-an-Tol is a hole, literally. Thousands of years ago some enterprising ancient Brit found or made a hole in a rock. It looks like the world’s largest doughnut – probably a metre or three feet plus in diameter and with a hole through it. Legend says, pass through the hole and it brings luck. Needless to say, I climbed through and immediately fell in a mud puddle. How about Logan’s Rock?

Another oddity – it’s a huge bolder on top of a stack at the very edge of the coast, several hundred feet high. It’s special because it tilts with the mere push of a human hand. It’s hard to find and even harder to get to, but it’s worth the trip. The Wookey Hole is another oddity. It is in reality a dried up ancient underground river, but in places it’s not so dry and has a raging river running through it. I’m not a potholer, but again this place is well worth the visit. Then you have the Boggle Hole, another odd place. It’s a cave on the seashore close to Robin Hood’s Bay, Yorkshire England. One place was a little too much for me it’s called Grey Cairns and all it is, is a stone version of the West Kennet Long Barrow. However, this one you can go in through a little hole just large enough to accept a medium sized dog. I don’t like closed spaces, especially that old. I crawled in the first couple of feet and backed out again. Another one that made my pulse race at close to three hundred beats per minute was Unstan Chambered Cairn on one of the Orkney Islands. It’s something like a pyramid and dates back to about 3,500 BC. It is an ancient tomb that has a small entrance followed by a long, narrow corridor with a very low ceiling, which eventually leads to the actual tomb.

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Wentworth M Johnson

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I write come hell or high water every day from nine to noon. Research and editing I do in the afternoons or when I feel like it. The only time I do not write is when we actually go to the location for ambience (and pleasure).

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