BASTILLE DAY AT LOUGH ERNE

I drove up to Donegal with Treasa. The great thing about going with someone like Treasa (besides the company – gearraoin beirt bothar) is that she is more than willing to stop along the way to investigate. So we stopped in Kells to see the high crosses again. This time I got to see and photograph the Market Cross with its depictions of Noah’s Ark and the crucifixion. We drove through Cavan without stopping since there is a new by-pass. As we moved into Fermanagh the weather turned glorious with bright sun, blue skies, and big fluffy clouds. Along the lake, Lower Lough Erne, we found a little spot to stop and park so that we could see the lake. It was magnificent, a truly remarkable sight. After that we had a brief stop in Belturbet for lunch. Across the street from the café (a misnomer, since there was only instant coffee available) was a sculpture of two figures, a young man and a young woman. The figures represented two sixteen year olds who had died on the same day. There was no other information about what it meant.
We arrived in the Glen at about 7:30 in the evening.