Sheep, for the most part, are an abstraction to me. I see them in photos and videos from time to time, but as a city dweller, my up-close encounters with them have been limited.
That changed a bit last summer though, on a vacation trip to Scotland and Ireland. When you get away from the cities in either country, you find sheep practically everywhere.
I did not spend forty days at Slieve League (‘Gray Mountain’) – more like forty minutes. But the temptation to get frustrated was real.
It took almost 37 years, but we finally made our ‘honeymoon’ trip to Ireland this summer.
My dear wife teases me about that every once in a while: How long it took us (i.e., me) to get our act together and visit the land of her ancestors’ birth.
It matters a lot, the direction from which you approach Mamore Gap on the Inishowen Peninsula in Ireland.
It’s a rare thing when a 2,000-foot precipice catches you by surprise. A rare, beautiful thing.
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