we headed off to The Spinsters’ Rock. We found it easily, driving up the tiny lane to the farm at the top and parking in the lay by next to the gate. the site was well signposted both from the road and at the lay by. The field was full of sheep and a beautiful horse that didn’t move the whole time we were there. the sun still graced us with it’s presence only occasionally dipping behind the clouds. The spinsters’ Rock looked perfect, we spent our time just chilling out and pondering on the legends of the spinsters or witches or Mysterious Old Man and his three sons putting up these stones.