Saturday saw us out and about visiting the sites of Menga, Viera and Romeral in Antequera. Like long forgotten ancestors' houses that are still standing, waiting for their owners to return home, feats of plain and humble brilliance and through the millennia these passage tombs have been enveloped by the homes of their descendant's . If ever their was a location to house a world heritage site I think its here. On the tour that was given by a wise man from the local university who said all the things that I wanted to hear as we stood beneath a 120 tonne roof stone of Menga while peering down a 60 metre well shaft within the tomb itself. Predominantly once surrounded by hazel and scrub, it is now an olive tree plantation. I walked about picking up seashells and pottery scraps that had been distributed along the decorative lines made all around the hills by armies of ants. I wanted to take my boat and throw it into the closest sea and begin the voyage that they began 6,000 years ago, home to my neighbour's palace, called Brú, or more recently named the monastic town land of Newgrange.
'Wow!' to the knowledge freely shared and friendships made from the North of Orkney to the Mediterranean coast. The sauce thickens, at this rate we will be so enlightened from aged knowledge that I might take to walking across to Iberia, I know a friend that can part a few waves and perhaps leave the 'ould' boat at home,....thanks guys for a great weekend!