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This isn’t really a watchtower – although there is a Roman road nearby. It is a shooting butt for the grouse shooters – this being a grouse moor (my son-in-law to be is the gamekeeper).

But as kids we would cycle the dozen miles here during the holidays and we would explore the moors. We called this the Watchtower – because we thought it was. In deep winter it made a great fort – great protection from snowballs in winter!

It is surrounded by old stones, crosses, burial mounds and of course the bleak, wild moors. There is evidence these moors were habited 10000 years ago.

And these are they – the wild Yorkshire moors in autumn. Beautiful!