Wicklow Day Six - Enniskerry to Dublin

Sunny skies over our last six hours on the Wicklow Way.

Kevin had promised we would hear a cuckoo call sometime during our tour. This is the moment, on our last day, when we heard it. Kevin was beside himself. 

The law of perverse outcomes provides that the better prepared you are for rain, the less likely it is that it will rain.

But, this is Ireland. We thought we'd be idiots if we didn't pack rain gear.

So of course for the six days of our walking tour it did not rain.

I just wanted to say that, now that we're off the trail.

Today we walked up and down our last two mountains, with signs of civilization increasing in the environs, some of it recent: 

Some of it from the Bronze Age:

The Tribradden Cairn on top of Tribradden Mountain

There were signs of life:

A big bird, hunting

Future big bird prey: zillions of tadpoles

And then, suddenly, Dublin.

And here's the last shot of my four walking companions: Kevin, our guide, sisters Keira and Lynne, and Bruce. It was a special trip. These are special people.

I feel I could go home happy tomorrow, but we have four more days in Dublin, so there's more to come!

Thanks for reading!

Karen

Another sign of civilization:
the only portapotty in sixty miles
of the Wicklow Way