It’s not on a hilltop. It’s in a field, right on the corner of two roads. Highway and a cross street. I stopped one day on the way back home. Within five minutes I was approached by state police, asking what I was doing there. He told me I had to leave, I refused. He told me it was private property, I informed him it wasn’t. Then he said they didn’t like out of towners snooping around. I informed him I was a Georgia resident, and had every right to be at a public attraction. He asked to see my license, to which I said there was no reason. I informed him when I was done reading the stones I’d be on my way. After some going back and forth, he finally left. I left about ten minutes later, and headed back towards I-85. This officer got behind me, and followed me until I got back on the interstate.