So there I was right on the brink of canceling my next journey after my plans started unraveling, down on bended knee praying for trust, when the email came.
It gets a bit miserable here weather-wise but you’ll have a warm welcome if you care to join us, it said.
The bus will drop me off at almost the most northern tip of Ireland at a big tree. That’s literally the name of the stop. The Big Tree.
It’s nothing short of a miracle how these things work out. And now, with a third farm once again secured, my Round Ireland with a Duck route looks like this:
Trust the journey!
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