Sunny weekends are made, of course, for trekking up through the Wicklow Hills, building up a good appetite, and an excuse to be silly when the night kicks in…
And this particular Sunday is no exception, the weather just the right mix of sun and cool breeze to help an old man like GG – and an old dog like Max – make it to the very top.
And today’s top belongs to The Little Sugar Loaf. We were here, in November 2016, just after plans were announced to build all sorts of new roads and houses in the area, but the wrath of Mary Coughlan seems to have scared off that particular WCC move.
It takes roughly 30 minutes to walk to the two peaks of the Little Sugar Loaf, along a well-defined and well-worn path that snakes up around the left-hand side of the mountain and also gives you the option of circling back from the other side, thanks to this lollipop-shaped trek.
With Max’s rear left cartilage worn from six years of five-hour walks every day – during which time the frisky eejit covered about ten times the necessary ground – the Great Sugar Loaf is no longer an option. So, you can imagine the big happy head on the fecker when Max hit that peak today.
We’re blessed with many a fine walk around these parts, even before you go venturing into the wild green wonder that greets us the further south you go, and even more than its big brother, The Little Sugar Loaf is a great spot to view them all.
From Howth to Wicklow Town, and back around those Wicklow Hills, let’s all meet here when the zombie apocalypse finally kicks off…