Crouching, I squeeze through a low opening between the bracken and brambles in an old field wall and drop down into a low, stone-lined chamber….
On the old green road to KIlcrohane, cloud caps the summits of Roskerrig, Seefin and Peekeen with fingers of haze feeling their way down their slopes, the cloud-base occasionally lifting to revel patches of blue.
Four sketches from recent walks and explorations.
Crossing the ridge – Gortnakilla to Ahakista
Up to the stone circle and beyond
The old road to the lough