
1.15 metres tall.
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1.15 metres tall.
The Sperrins in the distance to the north.
Looking west. The stone is aligned north-east/south-west.
West of the village of the same name, down a country lane and up on a drumlin ridge, is this small relic. It’s like the opening of a day, an invitation to explore further and deeper, little over a metre tall, its fallen neighbour invisible to the south. North from the prominence, above the Creggan boglands, the Sperrins float invitingly. The climb has taken the breath out of me on this, my first venture out of the car since Batterstown. I didn’t touch it, satisfied enough to view, and to anticipate what lay ahead.