In the latest article from the County Top Series, Paul O’ Connor takes a walk up Slieve Donard in the magical Mourne Mountains to visit the highest point in County Down and the province of Ulster.
Wonderfully dramatic, rugged and varied, the Mourne Mountains are quite simply a hill walker’s delight. Boasting a compact ring of 12 mountains above 600 metres and many other smaller hills, the range can undoubtedly lay claim to offer something for everyone, from the casual stroller to the seasoned Read more [...]
Ok folks, we are looking to find out what is Ireland's favourite Mountain and we are asking you to cast your vote.
Is it one of the Iconic Mountains of Ireland such as Errigal, Croagh Patrick or Ben Bulben?
Is it one of the provincial high-points such as Mweelrea, Slieve Donard, Lugnaquilla or Carrauntoohil, the highest in the country?
Is it something off the beaten track, perhaps a remote isolated mountain like Slieve Carr or one shrouded in folklore like Slieve Gullion?
Whichever Read more [...]
In the latest article from the County Top Series, Paul O’ Connor takes a walk up Slieve Gullion to visit Ireland's highest surviving passage tomb making sure not to fall into the enchanted 'Lake of Sorrows' at the top of the mountain. It seems that so many of the hills and mountains in Ireland are shrouded in myth and legend. From Slievenamon's connections with the Celtic underworld to the 236 leprechauns that reputedly still live and thrive in the Cooley Mountains, a huge part of the enjoyment Read more [...]
In the latest article from the series on the Classic Walks of Ireland, Paul O' Connor makes a second attempt at the famous Mourne Wall Walk. Having learnt some valuable lessons from an initial aborted effort, Paul takes on one of the greatest Mountain Walks in Ireland covering 35km and 3000 metres of ascent.
A wise man once told me that the definition of failure isn't to fall down; it is not to get back up again. I had waited eight long months to get back up again, a time stretching from August 23rd 2009 to 6:20am on Monday, May 3rd 2010 when I found myself at the foot of the Mourne Mountains and the start of my second attempt at the Mourne Wall Walk.
I suppose you could say that the previous attempt had not gone well... you would be pretty correct in saying that it had ended in something of abject failure and quite a bit of misery. On that occasion, the Mournes had quite simply chewed us up and spat us out again. We were the proverbial lambs to the slaughter; badly prepared, totally lacking the requisite fitness and arrogantly believing that we could triumph over whatever Nature could throw at us including the forecasted stormy weather. Read more [...]