Leaving Sligo this morning in bright sunshine we skirted the town and and headed out part Drumcliff church, the burial ground of WB Yeats where he asked us to 'tread softly cause you tread on my dreams'. From here we circumnavigated the Mighty Ben Bulben before hitting the Wild Atlantic Way.
We cruised at a nice pace along the Atlantic through Bundoran, quieter now than usual at this time of year. And onto Ballyshannon the birthplace of there great Rory Gallagher. Onto Rossnowlagh and into Donegal Town.
Happy and sunburnt everyone was appreciative of the shorter day. when is the hailstones coming?
We have to have hailstones. No self respecting Cycle Against Suicide trip is complete until the hailstones come!
Our digs for the night? Lough Eske Castle! Luxury! Its a little bit out but we have coaches and bike transport laid on. Tonight there will be time to explore the grounds of this beautiful place or sit around in medieval luxury and soak up the atmosphere.
Not bad for a donation of €8 euro for 8 days :-
gofundme.com/f/virtual-cycle-against-suicide-2020
Tomorrow if you can drag yourself away we are turning south east and leaving Donegal. Heading for the border and making for Enniskillen. I promise you a rose garden.
Enjoy your evening and night in Donegal. Buy yourself some Donegal tweed in Magees or a nice aran sweater. Or just take away your memories of Donegal.
Night night, sleep tight and don't let the bugs bite!
Oh and ... WASH YOUR HANDS!





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