Down Tor/Hingston Hill Row in 1962, when I was 13, as I used to camp on Dartmoor, at Dean Combe, sometimes even sleeping in the potato caves, a lot during that summer and we went walking from there every day. I didn't know what it was but remember being fascinated enough by it to try an find out what it was.
Avebury was my second in 1963 when I was on a summer camp nearby and we walked there. I was a bit more aware of things then as I had done some research after seeing the row the year before.
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