If the gratuitous and liberating feeling of not giving a fuck could be harmonised with somewhere of equally uncomplicated and carefree simplicity, then sunrise at Shutts is that place. No bullshit, deceit or corrupt advice and opinion from anyone...just me and the purity of a familiar sense of place and wellbeing. Out of bed at 5.30 and a well timed arrival at the summit for 7.15, thoroughly spent and broken. It is quite a feeling, drained of all energy and emotion. Nothing left to give...but cleansed and ready to take whatever comes.
