Tag: hiking

Walking 7

Tuesday, 6 June, 2017 0 Comments

The American naturalist and philosopher Henry David Thoreau, author of such classics as Walden, was also a walker. His most famous essay, Walking, which celebrates the virtues of immersing oneself in nature, was ublished in May 1862 following his death from tuberculosis. It’s a helpful guide for hiking and thinking, strengthening bones and muscles, improving your mood and other goodness. Walk the walk!

“So we saunter toward the Holy Land, till one day the sun shall shine more brightly than ever he has done, shall perchance shine into our minds and hearts, and light up our whole lives with a great awakening light, as warm and serene and golden as on a bankside in autumn.”


Temple Hill cairn

Tuesday, 30 December, 2014 0 Comments

The most westerly of the Galtee Mountains is called Temple Hill. Its somewhat conical shape can be seen above on the right-hand side of the this website’s header image. Yesterday, Temple Hill provided the route for bracing hike to a frosty summit whipped by a freezing wind. The hikers were Joe Prendergast, Johannes Kowal, Tom Sheehan, Neddy Coleman, Mike Upton, Father Tom Breen and Eamonn Fitzgerald. Note: A cairn is a man-made pile of stones. The word comes from the Gaelic: càrn.

Temple Hill cairn

A mass of priests in Glencoshnabinnia

Thursday, 2 January, 2014 0 Comments

During the days when people travelled on horseback, there was a priest whose parish included a portion of the Galtee Mountains and it’s recalled that he decided to introduce a visiting cleric to his far-flung flock. At one point, they reached Glencoshnabinnia, which is an Anglicized form of the Gaelic for “the glen at the foot of the peaks”, and they stopped at a small home where they were made welcome and offered tea by a woman surrounded by a throng of small children.

“And how many children do you have?” asked the parish priest of the head of the household.
“21, Father,” replied the man, whose name was Brien or Ryan.
“Good heavens,” said the priest, “What do they all do?”

In response, the man began to recite a litany of names and related tasks: Jack minded the sheep; Mary was in charge of the hens; Peggy fed the cow; Billy took care of the pigs; Jim had the task of going to the well for water; Norah milked the goat; Nell baked; Tom cut turf… and before long he had listed 20 names and their occupations.

“And this little lad beside the fire,” said the parish priest. “You haven’t mentioned him. What does he do?”
“Ah, young Ned does nothing, Father. We’re thinking of making a priest out of him.”

The Galtees