Around the Wrekin
Looking for inspiration, I found the Wrekin. An Iron Age fort stands on top along with a 21st century beacon. Climbers on a clear day find beautiful views of Shropshire.
I like the folktale of the quick-witted shoemaker, carrying a sack of shoes for repair, who met a giant intent on dumping a giant-sized spadeful of earth on Shrewsbury to permanently flood the town. "Oh, dear, it's a long way," the shoemaker told Gwendol Wrekin ap Shenkin ap Mynyddmawr, for that was the giant's name. "Look at all the shoes I've worn out walking back from there." The giant dropped his spade, and the Wrekin was the result.
I hurry to add that it is entirely possible that the giant's name is remembered a little differently in Welshpool, the site of a mediaeval castle belonging to the Princes of Powys, who once held Shrewsbury.