Last week I went for a slow walk across the barren hillsides of the Béara Peninsula and up to Hungry Hill.
I set off in the afternoon.
A couple of hours after leaving Castletownbere I met an elderly couple who had set off on the trail from Glengariff. I was the first person they met in about 9 hours of walking.
They were the only ones I met on day one.
Day two was to be similar with a twist… 1/3
I packed up camp & headed up for Hungry Hill.
At the trig point I first met a young couple out for a day loop. No sooner had they left, a dad & his son arrived, the son appeared first.
They’d gone the ‘wrong’ way. Set off to go clockwise from the south side, but went anticlockwise. Disorientated by a subtle route & unclear path / route tips.
Disorientated but successful in reaching the summit. The dad had early signs of heat stroke / dehydration…
2/3
There was a visible relief when I said I was going down the way they wanted to come up. ‘The short way’.
The dad was getting cramps in his thighs & knees. I fed him electrolytes, gave him 1 walking stick for his one hand.
We double checked where they had parked & set off. Slowly downwards.
No rush, plenty of rest & water stops, we got them down safely. While at the car a paraglider flew over. 3