Mark on Phadraig Hill

I was about to shoot, and he decided to move. 'No, stay there,' I said. That old Scots pine is the biggest thing growing on the summit of what was once an an iron age fort. (I never knew they had irons in those days.) There is very little stonework remaining and the wooden structures are long gone. I love walking in woods. As is customary, I slipped and fell over. The extra shot is of some mountians which are apparenty about 50 miles away