There is a lough which hides in a fold of the land, a lake I had heard of but never seen. A lake which, rumour had it, was an excellent place to catch all manner of wild fishes. If I could find it, that is. I knew roughly where this mysterious body of pea green waterContinueContinue reading “Shanballybaun”
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