There is something about the name “Rhinns of Kells” that is just lovely. A quick check through my beautifully arranged and catalogued photo collection shows that it is 5 days short of four years since I last walked on this ridge and it was long overdue for a repeat. Last time I did it on my own 1, but today I had two companions: Stuart and her Jazzness. Both had been making noises about doing “The Rhinns” for months now and today was the day. This time was special because we were aiming to do the whole thing from [place name=’Coran of Portmark’] down to [place name=’Meikle Millyea’] in one jaunt.
Notes:
- Jazz being but a twinkle in her Dad’s eye ↩