By: Blonde Two
Dartmoor has a fair few logging or logan stones. They are really exciting, or they would be if you could find one that still logged! (The most excellent Legendary Dartmoor website has more information).
For those not in the know; in the world of stones logging means rocking (you know the sort of thing: Rock of Ages, Rock around the Clock and Rock the Kasbah). Logan stones are big rocks balanced on small bits of rock; they are not built by seesaw-loving giants, but are the result of natural erosion.
There are a few logan stones marked on Dartmoor maps and discussed in Dartmoor history tomes. We Blondes have yet to manage to move one; but the other day Not-at-all-Blonde and I were visiting Bowerman’s Nose when we found a likely candidate. We decided to do a bit of Blonde research, which started with Not-at-all-Blonde observing, while I tried to move the topmost rock.
After two goes, we were both convinced that it had shifted, so we moved onto more detailed research, and Not-at-all-Blonde climbed on top (mainly because her mother was worried about getting stuck if she went up). Not-at-all-Blonde tried doing the thing at the top of this post:
She tried doing this:
And she tried doing this:
All to absolutely no avail, but accompanied by shed-loads of laughter. If you are ever up on Hayne Down (where you really should be reading your copy of ‘The Non-Story of Ignatius Bowerman‘) you could do a bit of experimenting yourself. Go on you know you want too!
By the way, Not-at-all-Blonde returns to university near those beautiful Derbyshire Peaks tomorrow. I am going to miss her more than I thought I would!