This is indeed a wild place, i visited here on this years summer solstice having camped the night before in gale force winds.
I got into open country and once again it lashed it down constantly the rain stung my skin in those winds. My car was a good mile away so i sheltered under the doublers for an hour what a fantatsic place i must come back here in better weather.
It was this very site, and Ironman's post, that fired up my imagination to find these things! Last year I did!
Amazing place. Most walkers wander by oblivious ignoring the curious forms! Even when the moor is teeming with visitors, this backwater is usually empty of folk.
The name is said to be pronounced 'doobler' by the locals. Possibly deriving from an old regional word for a 'large, shallow dish or plate', according to Phillips in his book 'Brigantia'.
Weird and wild, these natural outcrops of rock are *absolutely breathtaking*, their crazy eroded shapes mushrooming up like giant mad cowpats from their cliff overlooking glorious dales scenery. Try as I might, I couldn't find the cup marks I had read about. Anyway, go there - I challenge any one not to be mind-blown.
Whilst trying to circumnavigate the adjoining field, in order to avoid 20 angry looking bulls (not such an iron man today), I came across a large outcrop of rocks and boulders spoilt only by a small television mast on the top. These stones seemed just as charged as the Doublers, one imparticular had a very sexual appearance.
The Doublers themselves were everything I'd hoped for, so I spent a while sat by the largest rock eating some lunch and resting after the walk from Ilkley via White Wells. Meanwhile the bulls moved on to the side of the outcrop I'd been admiring earlier where the farmer was waiting to feed them allowing me to return to the path without any fear!
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