Without a doubt, most any member of the Church of Peter Gabriel would love to make a pilgrimage to Solsbury Hill. It's an even bigger deal if you don't live in Britain. I made the pilgrimage in 1990, entirely by accident. I didn't even know it was a real place. I just happened to go to Bath.
While I was looking around the Roman Baths there, I saw a reference to "Little Solsbury Hill." Aha! After consulting a map, I managed to find the place. It took a bus ride and some walking, but nothing strenuous.
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It's very peaceful, and there's a great view. In case you're wondering, that concrete pillar is monumentation for surveying purposes.
I didn't see any eagles at all. I did see lots of cows, though. It made me wonder--was PG actually approached by a cow, and not an eagle? "Guernsy mooed out of the night," "Today I don't need a replacement/I've got a big milk cow in my basement..." I guess it just doesn't sound as good that way, does it?
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