So the lunch spot was the BEST, guys. I do not say this lightly as I have had some sweet lunch spots.
But beat this:
This it another of the castles that also has been consigned to a grazing ground, but the landowner has set aside a wee parking lot and a human-friendly gate in to the premises. A motorcycle was parked when I arrived – a nice couple over from England was poking around the castle when I got there. The gent apparently originally came from not too far away, and we chatted a bit about the castle and its origins.
I, uhm, did drop a sock though, with the wind’s help (on the plus side, I got to sincerely and truthfully utter the phrase “oh shit I just dropped my sock off a castle battlement” which how many people ever get to say)
Finally I tore myself away, but wow what a cool spot.
I ended my day at a random intersection in the middle of rural Sligo, because Andrew Durkin is super nice and willing to drive out to a random point on a map (I literally dropped a marker on Google Maps and texted him the link, this is how obscure my endpoint was). My goal was to make it a reasonable journey to Castlebaldwin for the next day’s walk, because I have a mountain to cross and I didn’t want too much road to cover before that. We’ll see how I did tomorrow…