Donegal

I haven’t been to Donegal in a long long while.  Probably the last time I was there when I was just out of college (but still hanging around the climbing club) and went to Gola which has some truly incredible rock climbing.  Just sharp granite which doesn’t get climbed on much, sheer into the water.  I used to have some pics somewhere, but, can’t find them any more.  Hey ho.  I lost my trangia (cooking pot) there, because I thought that the waves were doing a pretty good impression of a dishwasher, and that if I left them there I wouldn’t have to do any dishes.  They never came back.  Drink may have been taken.

Anyway, I had an absolutely lovely week there with my family, including all my siblings, which is a rare occurrence and super lovely (as I’ve grown older, I realise how rare and special it is to be able to spend (and want to spend) an entire week with your family)…

Walks were walked, swims were had, Guinness was drunk, games were played, sights were seen.  It was super super lovely.  Pain in the arse that life is so fleeting, but, it does make these times all the more special.