 |
| After leaving Clonmel, South Leinster Way followed the River Suir for miles, crosssing over the Three Arched Hump Back Bridge |
 |
| Then passed Cill Siollan, the ruins of a 12th century church. Then unfortunately a couple miles of unmaintained trail full of thorns and nettles. |
 |
| After running out of daylight, I had to camp in a visible spot along the river in Carrick-on-Suir. The early morning fishermen didn't seem to mind, but I got up early anyway. Much too early to take the tour of Ormond Castle. |
 |
| Then into Graiguenamanagh, which is a town and not a random collection of letters. |
 |
| I stopped at a small shop to buy food. The woman behind the counter told me there was a regatta in town today. |
 |
| Iwatched various events including people paddling around in these viking boats, a youth diving competition, and tube and rowing races |
 |
| The next town was called Borris, home of a 16-arch limestone viaduct built in 1860. |
 |
| I wondered if anyone had ever said, "Where is the viaduct? Good there's a sign. Oh there's the viaduct." |
 |
| I climbed on top to search for a campsite. I considered camping on the viaduct itself, but figured it might be frowned upon. |
 |
| But I found a good spot beyond those trees. I setup my tent on a hurling pitch, too high for people to see me from the ground, and with a view of the old viaduct. Something about that sentence makes me feel good about my life. |