Haughmond Hill

Letterbox Clue

My neighbours were some monks, who liked my tall tree trunks.

Along the Geo-Trail they hailed, to find my topography scale.

Blue footprints they did race, to pass a small rock face.

Past the trig point I sneak, I was avoiding your stamping feet.

Through a fine Pine trail, I sailed.

To find three holely plinths.

Small footpaths along my tree line, you should make a bee-line!

Set upon my sights, for my hidden delights.

As a three-trunked tree, with rocks at the knee, is where I may be.