The Cone Circle

Cone Henge: Just before the new diversion joins the cycle track and the old diversion there are a load of cones apparently growing out of the ground in a near perfect circle.

Are they alive? Were they planted by Martians? Do they form an integral part of some ancient cyclists religious rites? Ritual sacrifices of unpopular politicians perhaps, or maybe just part of the sculpture trail.

Local folklore has it that if you draw a pentagram in the middle of the circle. Then sit precicely in the middle in a full lotus position, after dark, chanting an OMMMMMM mantra, then you stand a good chance of getting squished by a passing cyclist!