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To Enniskerry with Eric (1/1)

Eric came to visit from the Mountain View office. He took me to lunch on my interview day, and we chatted about cycling, so when he came to visit we went cycling to Enniskerry, and stopped at a few places. His camera's LCD was broken, so some of these pictures are somewhat random/blurry.

A little tower in the middle of Enniskerry. This is where we had lunch. I had what I thought was called "Homily Pie", but apparently there's no such thing, so it's a mystery. My bike, in front of Poppies Eric's bike that he borrowed from someone at the Dublin office My butt Somewhere else, with a better view Somewhere Hey look, an even better view! Up the hill we go. Very quiet, not many cars, nice cycling. Me. Eric. Sheep. Baaaaaaaa! Some weird german war memorial cemetery monument thingy German war cemetery (WWI and WWII) A little meadow in the cemetery A little stream in the cemetery; it was all very tidily manicured, kinda set up against the side of a cliff. The <a href="http://www.glencree.ie/">Glencree Center for Reconciliation</a>, some weird not-quite-a-commune place for..err..reconciling things. A facade there A little stairway Handprints. For..reconciling. Fascinating, rivetting interlocking wood ring sculpture. Represents..err..reconciliation. Me, reading the sign about reconciliation. More gorse. Also pointy. Gorse. Don't touch; pointy! Up up up the hill we went. My sexy side bum profile. Also, me holding a pretty flower. Which turned out to be a little fluffy thing with a seed on it. So we stopped near the crest of the hill/mountain, and walked along in the shrubs that grow there. Underneath them (shown here) is the turf, which is peat. More on peat later. Spider web hiding in the shrubs. Lots of these. Rainy-looking clouds coming! oh noes! Flower. Bike wheel. Oops. I think this was uphill, but it doesn't look it. Peat! So in Ireland, they burn peat for fuel, and we stopped off at this mysterious gate, which turned out to have peat-bog-farming going on, where they cut the peat from the ground and dry it out for a few months, then bag it and burn it. Me, looking at an ant on a piece of peat Oh my, that's a lot of peat. Or turf, which I'm reliably informed is another word for it, hereabouts. "In proud and loving memory of Captain Noel Lemass; 3rd batt Dublin City Brigade, I.R.A., who died that the republic might live. His murdered body was found on this spot - 13th December 1923; R.I.P. He has lived a beautiful life and has left a beautiful field. He has sacrificed the hour to give service for all time. He has entered the company of the great and with them he will be remembered forever. --Terence McSwiney; Erected by a few friends" Sheeple! Baaaaa Hikers
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