Hello all, I've recently had a vague memory of mucking about on a small roadside crag. I can't for the life of me place it and it's doing my head in, like a snatch of melody you can't place. It hasn't got any significance and I've no record of it. I wonder if I was dreaming/senile.
Anyway it would be short, probably limestone and mostly on big bucket holds. You could go just about anyway at v diff or easier. A few tors scattered about above sheep cropped grass with a small road close by.
Am I bonkers or does it actually exist?