Traditionally the center of Dartmoor - where all the tin miners would meet to adjudicate disputes. There is also a folk belief that "Old Crockern" had a guardian spirit of the moor, who rides out at night on a skeleton horse. In Sabine Baring-Gould's publication Book of the West there was one a rich man from Manchester who came to Dartmoor and bought up land surrounding the Tor. He enclosed it and began farming around it, to the fury of all the local people. One of them had a vision that Old Crockern was also angry and curse the man "If he scratches my back, I'll tear out his pocket." This ended up proving true, the Manchester landowner wasted all his money trying to farm the area around the Tor, "scratching it's back" and went home years later, paupered.