I figured out how to mark a route on Google Maps so here’s our Sorrel walk.  Beautiful views over the reservoir and into the Wicklow mountains proper.  Rather typically, we had both forgotten our cameras so I was stuck with the crappy one on my phone.  I won’t bore you with landscapes.  Instead, have a skull (they’re oddly common in the mountains).  I believe it’s a sheep but my ovine physiology isn’t what it once was.

And, the highlight of any outdoor activity: a brew.  Boiling up some water on a little alcohol-stove burner (with improvised windguard to save carrying the whole thing around) for a cuppa.  Scalding tea and lovely sarnies with a nice view – who could ask for more.

If you look carefully, you can see my reflection in the teapot.  Steady, ladies.  Steady.