Ascending the steep incline to the high ridge, I was almost floored by a strong and constant westerly wind that brought clouds and clear spells minute by minute.
Next visit will be for photography as well, but maybe after that a little bit of time to have a picnic and a stroll or even swimming in this fine mountain valley lake.
No doubt finding mirth at our clumsy perambulation across the narrow, slippy track.
For a time this was the most photographed sheep in Donegal, and the most accommodating, as it continued with its perfect pose for some time.
A moment of utilitarianism.
On we went in search of waterfalls and ancient ruins.
Join Panoramic Ireland, that's me, to photograph in the Irish mountains or the urban wilderness of Dublin.