Northern Ireland Outdoors Forum - Hiking, camping and more
General => Meets, places, trips and reviews => Topic started by: DominoYesMaybe on July 23, 2011
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The planned dander from last week is on this week - Probably starting around 9:00am, 10 Miles, 800m ascending, forest track, bog and rock and perhaps a pint in the Pondarosea after Last time I did this it took me 7.5 hours but then I am not the fastest walker in the world.
Here is the Route http://www.walkjogrun.net/routes/current_route.cfm?rid=156AB349-9C30-F1A4-FEE6FD31AE8E3DE3&success=1 (http://www.walkjogrun.net/routes/current_route.cfm?rid=156AB349-9C30-F1A4-FEE6FD31AE8E3DE3&success=1)
The starting point car park is here http://maps.google.com/maps/myplaces?ll=54.874455,-6.788199&spn=0.002198,0.005681&sll=37.0625,-95.677068&sspn=23.875,57.630033&ctz=-60&t=h&z=18 (http://maps.google.com/maps/myplaces?ll=54.874455,-6.788199&spn=0.002198,0.005681&sll=37.0625,-95.677068&sspn=23.875,57.630033&ctz=-60&t=h&z=18) Just turn up if you fancy it
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OK the Mourne's may have the "Seven Sevens" the Sperrins have the slightly less daunting "Six Fives" (well they average at 500m ;) ) here is the blog post about it .. it was a damn good dander on a lovely day. Highly recommended. http://slightlydoolally.com/wp/?p=2722 (http://slightlydoolally.com/wp/?p=2722)
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don't tell anyone but the mournes only have six sevens 8)
love the mountain stones, must be a treat for others to find, very nice idea
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I am from old tinker stock, my great gradfather was a "proper" tinker and when he and his clan were on the move and came across a place they liked or a person was nice to them, or the fishing was good, he would leave a small carved piece of wood somewhere on the site were if other tinkers came by they would know he had been there. He passed this on to my grandfather who became a Methodist minister (the tinkers of the clergy as they never settle for longer than 7 years with any one congregation) and when he was fishing would do the same, leaving a fly he had tied and was proud of in a tree or bush hanging over the river. My father adpated it further to leave small tins with pebbles he collected in a handy dry stone walls of places he liked,.. so when it came to me, I pick up a stone on a walk, paint it and then return it to the "wild" on another mountain that I like ;-)