A few low grade sit start problems and some good smearing and laybacking. On private land but easily accessible. The crag is north facing and well shaded so makes for a good refuge on a hot day. ​
A full guide to the area is available on CademanBouldering.com or downloaded below.
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Parking: Park in the small layby on Warren Lane just west of the crossroad (52.753690, -1.338368).
​Approach: Cross the ditch and wall west of the layby, then follow along the fence to the reach the wood.
If I had been Born an idiot and unfit to carry a gun - though with Plenty of Cash - they would have called me a grand sportsman. Being Born Poor, I am called a Poacher.
When you give a poacher permission to kill game you take the Sugar out of the ginger bread. You rob him of the pleasure it is to an expert poacher to steal a march not on the game but on the men who claim it for their own. I have poached more for Revenge than Gain. 
So much for the Sacred Game. There is no man in England who Run more Risks, Been in more Dangerous Scrapes than me. Yet the only time I have Been in Prison was Not for Poaching but for getting a Poor Old widow woman a Bundle of Sticks as she had no coal. A Man who still Lives told the Keepers I had a Gun. It was a Long Piece of Ash, and they knew this Oadby man had told a Lie. But they sent me to Leicester Gaol for seven Days. They just thought it was time I was there. Ever Since I have Poached with more Bitterness against the Class. If I am able, I Will Poach Till I Die.
- A Victorian Poacher: James Hawker's Journal (1961)
He set aside a vast deer preserve and
       imposed laws concerning it.
Whoever slew a hart or hind
Was to be blinded.
He forbade the killing of boars
Even the killing of harts.
For he loved the stags so dearly
As though he had been their father.
Hares also, he decreed should go unmolested.
The rich complained and the poor lamented.
- The Anglo-Saxon Chronicle (1086)
Garmonsway translation (1953)