For those who value imagination above discovery, what can be more evocative than to walk a leafy lane whose former glories have evaporated into the mists of time. In the eyes and ears of the mind, one may walk besides the creaking haywain of an Iron Age stockman, shelter from the martial tramp of foreign legionaries on the move, eavesdrop on the gasps and chatter of a band of pilgrims or follow the basket-swaying progress of a bygone packhorse team.

Richard Muir , Shell Guide to Reading the Landscape (1981)

This site is an attempt to capture some of these sights, sounds, images and clues and where possible give them some context to preserve at least some of the meaning for the future.