Glendalough Suite
Derrybawn
Hill of the white oak grove, beloved of Nelson’s fleet.
Victory left the valley folk burning faggots.
Lugduff & Poulaneass
Black Hole Mountain Brook, father of the two lakes.
Powerful force, a torrent in streams clothing.
Speaks to us in splashes now of the ice that spawned it.
Spink
Treacherous Pointed rock. Master view of lakes and valley,
luring unwary travelers to a sloping edge too far
Tonlegee
Ton Le Gaoithe, Back To the Wind. Always the wind,
from every direction. Stick your head up proud high
over Wicklow. Many an Ice Age since you were warm.
manys the bitter blast a Phog Do Thon.
Camaderry
The Pass of the Oak Wood, nobly named in ages past before
the rape of ships and mineshafts
Brockagh
Once a village, proud, hardwon, hardmade.That was then.
Now even Broc himself finds life hard on this bare and
barren rock
Glendalough,
magic mystic valley cradled in its mountain arms
Martin Swords
Glendalough Guided Walks 