King Barrows

Just east of Stonehenge, these barrows are at the mid point of my favourite five mile run, and at six in the morning there's lots to see.

One of my fondest memories of this place is running along in a fair old snow storm, at dusk with my head torch on, crumping along in my lightweight crampons, having a good old laugh on such an awesome night, only to be met by a bunch of tourists exploring the area.

They must have thought I was a complete loonie!