jb1717 wrote:
I see you convenient avoided suggesting a plausible reason for the carving of a boulder into a chair in the middle of the woods.
I think the most plausible reason for carving the chair out of that rock is likely nothing more exciting than this : At some point in the past, a local landowner became used to perching himself on the uncut rock, when stopping here to take refreshment for himself and his horse from the conveniently located nearby spring. Because the tree cover was far less dense then, the views down to the village of RLB and across the valley were really rather lovely, and the landowner came to enjoy spending time here. But the rock was less comfortable than he would have liked, and so he had one of his estate workers, or perhaps a local mason, carve a seat into it.
For what it's worth, that's my theory on the "Devil's Armchair". Just a nice place to sit and look at a view.
Now, that doesn't mean that later generations of people - Boudet, Sauniere, etc. - didn't invest this place with some greater meaning, and may well have buried things here (such as the thing Ben dug up). But I'm sure it was just a chair to start with. Would love to be proved wrong on that, but until that happens, I'm going with the simplest explanation.
I hope that's not raining on anyone's parade. I know some people have invested a lot in the significance of that particular place. I once ran in to a group of
Magdalinistas up there, holding some sort of ceremony. Needless to say they looked completely horrified to see me ambling up the track, and the leader-ene of the group approached me, and in a hushed and absurdly serious tone, implored me to leave the area, since she was concerned that having a (shock, horror)
man in the sacred space might cause their "spell" to go wrong, or whatever it was they were doing with a bunch of twigs arranged in patterns in the dirt.
I didn't have the heart to say no, and anyway, each to their own, live and let live, etc., so I left them to it, went to the top of the rise, had a cigarette, came back down, found that they'd left (spell successfully accomplished, I assume) and had the place to myself.
So I accept that people believe this to be a mystical spot, and good luck to them. No problem there. But as to it's origin? For the time being, I'm going with the "seat with a view" theory.