Even if other people are there you can ignore them completely, and spend time locked in your own thoughts. It's almost as though it was created for people who need peace. It isn't too extraordinary to suggest that the god or gods that you believe in are present in person. It is an old place. This picture shows grass grazed short by sheep, and it looks like a parkland scene.
Parkland is deceptive.
I have lent a description of this place to a very dear friend to be a place of peace for when he is troubled. It is that kind of as place. To get there you travel on the small road from Pickering to Stape, with the North York Moors Railway station to your left hand side. Leaving Pickering alongside the railway line you pass trout hatcheries, and cross the level crossing, going now ever uphill. As you rise, the landscape changes, from farmland to woodland plantation, to moorland.