The whole lost village, DMV (Deserted Mediaeval Village) phenomenon is one of the things that started my interest in archaeology and the like. I can remember going with my grandfather when he was acting as locum and taking a service in one of the Lincolnshire Wolds' churches.
He stopped the car on the way back and lifted me up to stand on the top of a barred gate. He spent a long time pointing out to me the hillocks and mounds, talking about where the winter light caught the banks and ditches at a raking angle, bringing out the detail. He went into details and I started to see the whole structure of the village: where there was a main thoroughfare, where the gaps for doors were, the patch of nettles in each "house" which showed a difference in the soil and might indicate the fireplace.
Then we drove on 100m and looked at the fields on the other side of the road - reverse-S ploughing strips, rig and furrow. Again he spent time pointing out the features. I remember it being bitterly cold and the light fading even as we looked.