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There's a woodland near where I live, about 30 minutes away by bike. It's part of an old abandoned estate, a sprawling old growth forest with late 19th century ruins and architectural follies scattered throughout. Deep down the trail, and off into the undergrowth, there's a sheer granite cliff face. It's not too high, maybe 30 feet or so, with a table top of bare rock at the top, and with a little caution, it can be scaled. It's my favorite place to go and build a small fire in the winter and sit looking out over the tree tops.