The Nipple of Deception

It was tempting to think that this must be it. The summit! Within a few minutes I would be known as Raheny Eye, Conqueror of Nephin. 
Except that no. There were more ridges. And more nipples. 
But the top was reached, eventually. And the surrounding beauty was taken in slowly, methodically. After my tuna and boiled eggs sandwiches had been taken in rapidly, voraciously. Priorities, priorities! 

What a glorious day for a wee walk up Nephin. It's been on my To-Do list for far too long. Today was the day. And it won't be the last time either. 

I shall sleep well tonight. That adult portion of birthday cake big enough to fuel ramblings over hills for a whole month shall help too. Thank you Cordula!