March 23rd;
Yesterday myself and Kevin took the opportunity to have a run in the wilds
of Kerry. It had been a while since our last outing and I was really looking
forward to it. We had hoped to have a run along a section of the Kerry Way,
starting in Couneemduff in the shadow of the mighty "Reeks" and
running over the gap between Broughnabinnea and Carrauntoohil into the Bridia
Valley and incorporate a climb of Caher on the way before returning to the
start via the "Lack Road". Alas the weather was rubbish and while the
rain wouldn't have been a problem the gale force winds that were forecast would
have made traversing the high ridges on Caher too dangerous, so we were forced
to rethink our route. Fortunately a ready alternative was available so we were
able to start at the same place and opt out of Caher and run via the "Lack
Road" and Lough Acoose into Glencar and from there to the Bridia Valley
and back to the car. All told this involved a distance of 30 kilometers and
still involved over 900 meters of climbing despite leaving out Caher.
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If you say you can run up a hill that steep I believe you |
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The Bridia Valley |
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The start of the Lack Road |
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You want the zip lower yes?? |
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What a dynamo, not. |
We met in Killarney at 10.20 and after picking up some supplies ( sweeties)
we set off for the start of the route. This is still quite a journey an bad
roads so it was bang on 11.30 when we left the car. There was no incentive
needed to get started as the wind and damp ensured that we were anxious to get
moving to stay warm. Despite the cloud covering the mountain tops and the
inclement weather this is still a wonderful place to be so we were in great form
as we set off. The route starts along a rough road and then goes around the
back of the isolated farmhouse that rests in the end of the valley before it
crosses the rough, stoney, wet ground and winds its way gently to the gap. Care
was needed here as it would be really easy to have a fall on the slippery rocks.
Along the way we were discussing the merits or otherwise of using Gore Tex in
trail runners and I think we quickly dismissed the idea as a bad one when we
frequently found ourselves sploshing through deep puddles and bog. While there
are occasional efforts made to make a proper track on the route the norm is
that there is only a succession of marker poles and the route follows the best
possible way between them. By the time we reached the gap we were well into our
stride and our first views down into the Bridia Valley were a joy. Not that we
could stay looking up for too long as the steep descent was rocky and slippy
and required our full concentration.
Eventually we reached the little road that winds its way into the back of
the valley and we ran easily to the start of the "Lack Road" where
our next climb awaited us. There is on the lower section a vague track that
winds back and forth up the steep slope before petering out and once again you
have to hop, skip and jump, if you are able, along boggy rough ground.
Eventually after a 300 meter pull we crested the ridge and it was from here we
had intended to climb the long ridge to Caher but the wind which at times was
really buffetting ensured we had no regrets in heading instead steeply down
into the beautiful Derrynafeana Valley. Again great care was needed here but
eventually we reached flatter ground and we ran along by the stream in the
valley. It was our first time here and I was struck by the beauty of the place.
Soon we reached another little lane that twisted, rose and dipped before
eventually reaching the Glencar road. We had been on the go for nearly ninety
minutes by now so we stopped briefly for a rest and a bite to eat. The weather
was showing some signs of improvement and even the odd ray of sunshine
appeared. The road here while a bit wider than the others is still twisty and
later in the season can be busy with tourist traffic. Today however we only
encountered a few cars on this stretch and the four or five kilometers to
Glencar were quite pleasant Along the way Kevin showed off his deep knowledge
of all things equine when he pointed out the extremely rare "Horsey Pony
Thingy" standing in the rough paddock alongside the road. Astonished and
excited I turned to get a look and was disappointed to only see a sad looking
donkey looking back at me.
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The beautiful Derrynafeana Valley |
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Typical scenery near Lough Acoose |
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Perhaps it was this that brought on the "Paula Radcliff" moment. |
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Heading back with the end in sight |
My excitement must have gotten the better of me because the Climbers Inn
arrived none too soon and I only just avoided having to do a "Paula
Radcliffe". Still the chance to sit and rest for a while was welcome and I
emerged refreshed and ready to face the return leg of our journey. The route
now leaves the road and follows a "green road" for a couple of K.
Here Kevin was determined to redeem himself and showed off his "Cow
Whispering" skills by stopping and stroking the nose of an unsuspecting
young heifer. Suitably impressed I pressed on. We soon reached the little road
that stretches into the Bridia valley and begun the final section of the trip.
My lack of long runs and the fact that we were now running directly into the
wind told against me and as the nine kilometers to the roadhead passed I
struggled more and more. Short sections where I walked helped and eventually we
arrived at the stile that marked the start of the climb that would lead back into
Coumeenduff. Surprisingly I didn't find the 200+ meter pull too bad and when we
eventually crested the gap I was able to enjoy the next downhill section and
the return to the car. We were back at 15.05 and while we were tired we were
elated with our efforts. It had been a great experience in one of the remotest
and wildest places in the country and while there were long sections on the
road, these didn't take in any way from the overall feel and experience. Its
always such a pleasure to be out and about but when you have good company
with fun and laughter added to the mix, lets just say I am looking forward to
more.
2 comments:
Braw write up Stephen. "Nearly" makes me want to take up trail running...
What do you mean nearly, sure your like Mo Farrah across the Reeks every week.
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