Field notes from St. Finbarr’s Way

October 25, 2018 (Day 1 of 2) Mullaghmesha’s southwestern slope, about halfway between Drimoleague and Kealkil, 2:00 PM

Today I’m walking the first half of St. Finbarr’s Way, which follows the path the early Christian saint would have walked from Drimoleague back to Gougane Barra. As far as I can glean, he only left the remote fastness of his monastery (on an island, in a lake, surrounded by steep mountains) to come and instruct some errant new Christians. Methinks there is more to this story. I’ll have to look into it sometime.

20181025_080411The day broke clear and crisp at the Top of the Rock in Drimoleague, where David and Elizabeth Ross have established a “Pod Pairc” for camping on their family cattle farm. The full moon still hung bright in the western sky and shone its pale beauty at the sand-colored streak in the east which grew and warmed and blossomed into pink before seeping round the whole horizon. It was one of those morning skies that proclaims uncategorically: Today, anything is possible.

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