Fairy fort / earthen ringfort in Kilrodane

Kilrodane holds a broken earthen ring where a steep scarped edge and old field boundary still draw a circle twenty-one metres across. Cattle graze the shallow interior while nettles climb the scarp, marking the place where human hands shaped the slope before forgetting its name. The fort has lost its wall but kept its line, waiting beneath pasture for someone to walk the missing edge and remember what the earth already knows.