A Story of Addiction, Dysfunction, Codependency… and Horses
Noooooooooooooooo! Not the temperature, because sure, why wouldn't it be borderline freezing in August in Ireland? And not really complaining about that so much as regards Connell, who is happier in the cooler weather and less sticky. I am sad because every day, the sunset occurs a couple of minutes sooner, so that means: no …
Continue reading "Goodbye to the Grand Stretch"
That is Three Rock Mountain, as seen, with zoom, from my kitchen window. Located in Dun Laoghaire-Rathdown, Co Dublin, and accessed through Tick Nock Forest, the summit is 444 metres/1,457 feet high. I rode it up once, and was preparing to ride up it again. Given my dread of hacking, the first time had been …
Continue reading "Fear of Flying Off: Hacking Terrors Fully Laid to Rest on Three Rock"
I have been many places in the sunshine, and there is really no better place on earth than Ireland when the sky is clear, blue, and cloud-free. And there is no better thing to be doing than racketing around the fields, up in the hills, on horseback. If you're not me. I have had an …
Continue reading "Sunshine, and the F Corner: A Weekend of Two Halves"
