One of the tenants was an elderly widow who had a bevy of pretty and attractive daughters. The girls were much courted by the young men who would tryst with them on the summer nights at the well.
As dusk fell each night the widow would appear and usher her daughters home. This habit, and her appearance earned her the sobriquet "The Grey Hen" and hence "The Grey Hen's Well."
As told the writer by Mr George Mathieson, Newport, Berriedale.
I am, etc.,
R. I. Mowat.
Portland Arms Hotel,
This Letter to the Editor of the John O Groat Journal was published on 23 July 1976.
Bog Cotton growing near the well