Ascent – 754m. Distance – 31.2km
Woke to a cool misty start. I hate packing away wet camping gear! Short steep ascent to a viewless summit basking in clouds so quickly shuffled on. Big descent (after all that effort getting up here) through humblingly evocative beech woods (appreciated even more today).
Image – passage of Beech. G9 with Leica 12-60mm
Then into the pines.
Image – amongst the pines. G9 with Leica 12-60mm
before coming out into the open alongside and undulating along for some time. Scenery to amaze and enjoy.
Image – looking down. G9 with Leica 12-60mm
Sun came out so washed (probably starting to hum a bit) and dried kit. And discovered a new favourite trail food. Recipe – take one soft tortilla (wholemeal organic) and smother one half in peanut butter (crunchy). Add hazelnut chocolate pieces. Fold in half. Devour like a ravenous beast! Boy does it set you up for the next stage!
Image – top trail tucker (before folding). iPhone
Peeked my head round the door of an abandoned shed and saw a large beautiful house for sale for €25k (there are so many unloved in and for sale).
Image – work surface. G9 with Leica 12-60mm
Then the thunder started. First behind them all around. Not like UK thunder this. Deafening. Over a minute long at times. AND LOUD. With it rain, though not heavy. The trees cocooned me and I felt safe and privileged.
After a long last hour – my own fault for dawdling with the camera and going the wrong way and having to backtrack -(maybe my wife and Mum are right when they say I daydream as the track has markers in line of site almost constantly!) the advertised shelter is a welcome relief as cooling off towards the end. It even has an alter and nesting swallows to keep me company. No need to even put up the tent. Luxury.
Image – My home for the night. A shelter complete with open fire, nesting swallows and alter. iPhone
Just finished at the foot hospital – tending blisters and aches. Thanks be for Compeed second skins. Soon I will have covered my feet entirely in them!!!
I lie in bed listening to the swallows arguing as a cuckoos voice echoes across the valley.