We walked and walked and I assured my brothers and Stephen when we made it to the top I would jump in the lake and prove the myth false. As we trekked higher and the temperature dropped to the 20s I dreaded my promise. We got to the top and couldn’t even stand the wind was blowing so much, luckily for me the lake was about a quarter of a mile away. a quarter of a mile nobody wanted to walk. We ended up going down the mountain the other side off track and it was an awesome trip. We got to see the greenery of Ireland at its finest.
The top of the Tallest Mountain In Ireland: