Falk was to blame. To be more precise, anticyclone Falk. For many weeks it ensured incredibly hot weather atypical for Ireland, let raging rivers dry up into miserable runlets and transformed green, lush meadows into dust-dry fields. No joke, the high over Ireland really was called “Falk”, I’ve got a photo to prove it! We […]
On Irish tracks
This time it’s all about the only day trip Falk has planned all by himself on the occasion of an anniversary. And so much in advance: he did a great job! Too bad that no further followed! 😉 This trip in mid-May last year first led us to the third largest lake in Ireland, Lough […]
