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Illustration
No.29
Waylands Smithy
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One short drive and a long walk from the White Horse of
Uffington, Waylands Smithy is situated in a small
grove of trees in the middle of many acres of farmland.
The formation is a long burial mound surrounded by smallish
stones with some large ones in front. You cant go
into the mound, just crouch in the entryway, as a stone
wall blocks off the rest. The legend here is that Wayland,
a wayward Norse god, sheltered at the smithy and would
shod any mans horse for a few coins. True to form,
the gaps between the stones were crammed with silver and
gold. Its even been said that the White Horse comes
down once a year for a new set of shoes.
Waylands
Smithy was quite peaceful. I enjoyed my time there and
could have stayed much longer. The sun was going down,
though, and we had to go. I will surely return.
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