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In Leitrim, where I like to cycle, the short dark days of winter bring quiet roads and lonely pathways. Few people venture over the hills and across the bogs. This is a time of windy, wet days and cold nights. A time to gather round, light fires, and tell stories. This article was originally published in our sister publication Ireland of the Welcomes. Subscribe to this bi-monthly magazine here.
Every place in Ireland has a name and a story. You just need to know how to look and listen to the past. Across the land, former peoples have left their mark in words and objects that pattern the countryside.