A change of plan, in and out of the clouds, midges for lunch, losing a familiar trail
Touched by a rainbow. Slipping and sliding. A giant’s seat.
Walking home and rediscovering familiar trails. Being thankful for where I live
A long, long road, a stiff climb and a skiddy descent. Missing the feeling of remoteness. Closing the circle.
Evocatively named hills, high passes and long descents, a stone circle between two lakes and a surprise ending.
Majestic views, beaches, harbours, mountains, loughs, dappled sunlight, stone circles and shady woods. A beautiful day to eclipse yesterday’s deluge.
A wet, grey, boggy and challenging hike with discomfort lightened by kindness.
The first day of four from Dursey to Kenmare to complete most of the Beara Way.
Steeply up, gently down, looking across two bays, a lough, boreens, a cilleen and a quay.
Swaying over the sound, leaning into the wind, a bull, a cow, and a calf, a dark past and a lonely present.