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prelims 2016_prelims 13/01/2016 Page 4 I dedicate this book to my son Daniel, for providing love and inspiration prelims 2016_prelims 13/01/2016 Page 7 Preface Acknowledgements Author’s Note Map Contents ix xi xiii xiv Part I 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 The Mountain of shape-shifting sexuality sperrin’s hospitable dunghills The Rolling Jungle drumlins no Cheese, no sheep, no Mushrooms The grey Bald one Mountain ears and Cramponed sheep oiled in Boyle The Benwiskin Bull 1 2 19 37 55 67 82 90 114 Part III 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 Ballymore useless to stupidstown The Tug of lug The Carlow Pterodactyls Murder on the hill Mighty Trostan Close encounters of the Chopper Kind Terrifying Covey of giants 248 249 275 287 310 327 341 359 Part II 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 spinning yarns in oldcastle The lowest highest Coming Round the Mountain galloping Through Turbulent Tipperary The Witch of the Knockmealdowns Cafoodling around Cork Waiting for gheraun-tuel Glossary Select Bibliography 132 133 147 159 178 206 216 230 369 371 prelims 2016_prelims 13/01/2016 Page 8 The men of Ireland are mortal and temporal, but her hills are eternal. The ‘it’ in question was a back-burner project that simmered gently for a while, boiled over occasionally, then settled again in the back of my mind before resurfacing at other times; it simply refused to go away.
The project was a trip I wished to make into the heart of Ireland: a journey in which I would visit each county, travelling the mountain roads in search of the highest point.
Members of local walking clubs gave me advice and eased the path to the summits.
no wide, fast, sixlane highways for me; instead, the great Mountain Roads – the g MRs – would be my aim.A work colleague said it was something I should think about for retirement; I told him I could not wait that long.I also had another plausible reason: 2002 was designated by the united nations as ‘International year of Mountains’. I was fortunate to secure some lengthy leave from my job to allow me to make the trip in an unhurried way.It was a trip, I felt, that could not be made in one continuous sweep.My plan was to undertake the journey in separate sections, with breaks for reading, writing and reflection.
domestically and financially I could not afford to take a long time off, but when I turned it over in my mind I could not afford not to.