My First Memories (Prologue)

I've been struck by a heavy dose of nostalgia lately: listening to music from around the time of my birth or from a more innocent and optimistic time, listening to music on cassette tape (!) and even learning to play cover versions of some of my favourite songs. The early memories I want to document here are to be my recollections of the first time I encountered my ten favourite musical artists. It may well not be the first time I actually heard any of them, but merely my earliest, clearest memory. Therefore, the first time I actually heard them.

This means I will also need to establish a list of just 10! There are of course some no-brainers, and there will be a subset of 'glaring omissions'. Anyway, it's a list of artists and songs, so is very much open to criticism and debate. As such, this is the perfect form for such an indulgence. How does one go about such a task? If I was writing a thesis I would most certainly have to create some scientific controls, but I'm writing about the (disposable) art that is the soundtrack of my entire teen and adult life. Let's face it, I'm not going to consider England's World Cup anthem of '82 for this list! So, do I choose the top 10 based on how I feel today? The top 10 based on album plays? Based on concert attendance? Or those acts that have had the most significant emotional effect? Been so inextricably tied to a celebration, a tragedy, a commemoration, a triumph? (As I ask these questions now, there is one shoe-in for all of the above!)

Ultimately, I am not entirely sure about what will get you a place on this list but I started with a list of 26 artists and eventually whittled it down to the magic number (in this case, not 3!) by way of a 'Desert Island Discs' kind of approach. At some point (maybe only for the briefest time) a number of these artists have been my chosen 'toppermost of the poppermost', particularly in my formative years as a music fan, though I may hardly even listen to them nowadays. However, there is no top 10 placing for:

Coldplay
Dire Straits
Iron Maiden
Karnivool
King Crimson
Living Colour
Marillion
Metallica
Joni Mitchell
Muse
Sarah McLachlan
Queensryche
Skunk Anansie
Soundgarden
Tears For Fears
Yes

Honourable mentions for all of the above, naturally, but tough decisions have been made. Next time, I'll start working my way through those that did make the cut.

Until later

Shane

1st day of Summer

Mullaghcleevaun. I can see it from my house, but it doesn't pose any major threat. However, it is the 2nd highest peak in Wicklow, and I can see it from my house. Subject to all seasons on any given day, it is a beastly looking summit that casts a shadow over all of West Wicklow, and I've had my eye on it for some time. There is often a completely different weather system in effect up there, and it will definitely hold on to snow for much longer than the minnows in its kingdom. Yesterday, I slowly awoke from a good slumber to a beautiful looking day. Following a brief conference call in relation to the release of the MAGGY SIMPSON album, and realising there'd be no immediate movement on that, I decided I would put this great looking hill to bed.

There are a number of ways to tackle this mountain and I have been close to it before, on one of many trips to Black Hill. So, Black Hill was always going to be my launch pad. It's a nice easy 2km trek up from the Black Hill car park at the Ballynultagh Gap: broad, rocky, sandy pathway with a two-step gradual ascent. Even from this height (602m) you can get great 360 views ranging from Dublin to Laois. This hill is fairly featureless, but a great initiator for new hillwalkers and / or a great gateway to bigger and better things.

Mullaghcleevaun as viewed from Black Hill

Though I was unable to capture a suitably clear image, there were several adrenalin junkies working the airspace between Black Hill and Sorrel Hill, too. Some kind of base jumping to the best of my knowledge. Needless to say, it can get quite gusty in these parts and so perfect for this sport.

'cleevaun lies approximately 3km SE of Black Hill, and there is a bog path of sorts that will take you all the way to the top. Visibility provided no obstacle on the day, so no requirement for maps or compasses other than for security. As I said, things can change quickly at 849m. Only a small amount of peat hag scrambling is necessary at the foot of the mountain, but the summit can be reached with relative ease for someone of above average fitness (see below for my completely unofficial grading system!)

The peak itself is very broad and flat, with a number of excellent views available across the entire Wicklow / Dublin Mountains range, along with plenty of rest-stop options. I'd recommend going further onto Mullaghcleevaun East Top (also known as Stony Top) for lunch, though. Slightly better views, and as the name suggests, many more stones to choose from: some table shaped! Just be prepared to face the effects of over-farming peat. There are vast 'seas' of open bog of unknown depth, and very few hags to use as 'buoys'. Plan ahead, stay ashore and choose a route around these.

Blessington Lake as viewed from Mullaghcleevaun. Also looking down on Moanbane to the left, and Black Hill to the right

Lunch stop at Stony Top (Mullaghcleevaun East)

Looking back to Mullaghcleevaun from the East Top. Heavy scarring visible on the ridge between, and to the left of the summit

I took in the second 'top' at the East Top en route back to the Lough that sits beneath Mullaghcleevaun, before taking a straight bearing (yup, made use of the compass after all) back down into Ballynultagh Woods. The final few kms of my day were spent on typical forest trails and a short climb back up the road to the Black Hill car park, though there are any number of tracks that return you to the point of origin.

Mullaghcleevaun Lough

Distance: 16.46km
Highest Elevation: 849m
Climb: 453m
Duration: 5.5hrs inc. Lunch
Fitness Level: Slightly above average!

Views from a hill

I wondered if I would get my reward today. Setting out in very overcast conditions, and heading for even higher climes, today's venture may have ended with only exercise and challenge as the fruits of my labour. Anyone who knows me will know the vast natural views are a key part of why I do this...and the evening beers that follow. Oh, hell, there are any number of reasons for a solitary man such as myself!

Well, I started out along the St. Kevin's Way at Ballinagee Forest and traced the steps to the Wicklow Gap. Still no sunshine, but I could see the light desperately trying to break through. More hope than expectation at this point. The route up to the Gap is entirely pleasant: a genuine woodland walk, not one of those Coillte forest tracks that are somewhat sterile and functional. I really enjoyed this section as a suitable warm up for what was to come. The pathway weaves in and out of both the R758 (Gap Road) and The King's River, with only minimal road walking required at the final stretch.

Brunch! With view to Camaderry from Wicklow Gap

 After a brunch stop (yup, you can have brunch on hiking days!) near the main car park, I continued on up the ESB service road around Turlough Hill before departing civilisation for the next few hours. And this is where the fun starts. You're off the beaten paths now, and won't see anything discernibly traceable for some time. I took route one to Conavalla, mostly so I could avoid the scurrying orienteering types that were following then overtaking me. Nothing against their chosen exercise, but I'm here to enjoy the natural surroundings in peace, and I don't have much of a timetable. Turns out they were headed to Lough Ferrib - disappointed they must have been to realise I wasn't! Shouldn't have followed me, so! Now, this section of my chosen walk was fraught with trickery given the amount of snow still lying around. It is especially boggy in this area at the best of times, so one is forced to negotiate snow, granite, peat hags of massive proportions, under-ice streams and no end of random meltwater, plus wind chill factors of several degrees. Like I always say, this stuff is fun, fun, FUN all the way! Over my knees in snow on many more than several occasions I did get to Conavalla - a peak that has little to recommend it in itself, but does have great views to Lugnaquilla, into Glendalough, and back to the Tonelagee / Mullaghcleevaun stretch.

By now, I am very keen to lunch, but no suitable shelter can be gained, so I plod on to the Three Lakes, and eventually over to Art's Cross...and now I get my reward, as the sun comes out. Cornish Cove, Red Onion Chutney, Baked Ham on Granary Bread if you must know.

Tonelagee to Mullaghcleevaun (view from Art's Cross)

Stuck in the rut of peat hags and snow, I've still to take in a frozen Lough Ferrib (oh, yes, I went there in the end!), White Hill, and drop back down to Oakwood before meeting up with St. Kevin again.

Frozen Ferrib with view to Lugnaquilla

St Kevin's Way Marker

Once you leave Turlough Hill there is very little evidence of human activity throughout this whole rugged section. While at times it was very tough going today, there is much to recommend the area, and I'm surprised it doesn't get more visitors. Maybe in the fair weather, eh?

Distance: 23.15km
Highest Elevation: 732m
Climb: 491m
Duration: 7.5hrs inc. Lunch

The Four Tops (or Under the Shadow)

Today finally became the day that I got to venture out into the hills again. Weather being what it is, particularly in recent weeks, has meant I have not been brave (daft?) enough to tackle my preferred target. In fairness, I have also been very busy on a handful of musical endeavours, too. I guess the timing worked out all right in that respect.

Today was a day for sunscreen (almost!) even though temperatures barely got above freezing - windchill factor probably putting the feeling at -5 or so. Now, we all know a picture can ably supplant a thousand words so I promise to get to that part soon enough. However, I have to say that while I feel I have been on the ropes for the last 6 weeks or so, today I felt like I gave a few sneaky digs back, and that I really felt alive. Combined with the ongoing Maggy Simpson mixing sessions, today's outing has me thirsting for life again in a big way. I'm going to treat myself to some delicious craft beer later on, too!

I covered just shy of 12.5km on my route, visiting Fananierin, Croghanmoira (or Mottie) and Carrickashane. Yup, that's only 3 named 'tops', but Fananierin kinda has two discernible summits. All of these hills are set beyond the massive Lugnaquilla in the very southern part of Wicklow. The trek I chose follows very well marked tracks of varying quality, and overall this is a very pleasant and achievable walk for someone of average fitness. I met not a wandering soul out there on a Wednesday afternoon, however plenty of evidence exists to show that 'Mottie' especially has been traversed a good deal during the late snows we endured in March.

On with the show:

View to Fananierin (upper level) and Croghanmoira (left, centre, with snow!)

Croghanmoira Summit, looking back to Glenmalure Valley

Evidence of other life!

Imposing Lugnaquilla, as viewed from Fananierin

Distance: 12.45km
Highest Elevation: 649m
Climb: 367m
Duration: 4hrs inc. Lunch