Approaching my late mother’s childhood home
If you who have been following this blog of late, you will already know that Donegal was recently voted “The Coolest Place on the Planet” by National Geographic Traveller (UK).
Walks has thus been added to my “Cloud Category” widget, and I shall be posting more photographs of Donegal’s rugged, natural beauty, in the months to come…
Last Saturday, I took a hike near my late mother’s childhood home, a few miles away from my current residence.
Travelling through quiet country lanes
Past ancient peat bogs, with Errigal Mountain in the distance
Enjoying the view across Mullaghderg Lake towards the Atlantic Ocean
My mother took us back to her homeland every year but one, to enjoy six weeks of idyllic summer holidays.
We children enjoyed swimming in Mullaghderg Lake in ALL weathers!
If it was was sunny, we walked a few miles to Mullaghderg Beach via well beaten paths, laced with heather and mossy stepping stones, scrambling over rocks and fording streams, to experience a refreshing swim in the very cold waters of the mighty Atlantic.
After a few hours of swimming and playing on beautiful, white, soft sands, we enjoyed a simple picnic of sandwiches and juice, before heading homeward. We always slept well afterwards.
On less sunny days, we played for hours amongst trees and rocks, creating imaginary houses; we were never bored!
You can imagine how my heart broke on leaving Donegal each summer. It took me weeks to overcome my sense of loss. Happily, I was able to move here permanently in 1999.
On Saturday’s walk, a little goat came to greet us…
He scrambled down from his rocky perch to say “Hello”.
He then smiled for my camera.
All in all, it was a delightful ending to my walk down memory lane.
My memoir “Watching the Daisies – Life Lessons on the Importance of Slow” includes many more stories about the magic of Donegal.
You can learn a little about my childhood home in Scotland, in my recent post The Kippen Girls