Before this one, I almost started a thread asking if Scotland had grizzled hermits and mountain men. The kind who live in caves and makeshift shelters under giant boulders, rarely speak to anyone, and mostly live off the land.

Nice to know there is at least large rocks in Scotland, even if they don't have hermits living under them.

When I was growing up, I lived between two lake-dams within half an hour in either direction. At one of them there were giant sandstone boulders along the lake shore that were fairly flat, and two or three people could set up a picnic on top of many of the boulders. There were even some boulders that had craters, like pot holes, in the tops and a small fire could be built in the pot hole, assuming it wasn't full of water.

The other lake didn't have the boulders, mostly flat shore line. Both lakes had picnic tables and benches with awnings and fire grills and even camping areas.

A lot of picnics I remember were at those lakes. We had a few small parks too.

I spent a whole lot of time alone out in the empty fields around my home when I was growing up. They were full of desert grasses and mesquite bushes, prickly pears and giant sandstone slabs and boulders here and there on rolling hills ; cows up the road. You could pick a hand full of mesquite beans, and if you knew how, a couple of prickly pear fruit and eat them; sit out on a sandstone pile atop a hill and watch the cows grazing or the big rigs traveling down what once was Highway 66, I-40 now.