Ach, Croagh Patrick!

In a few minutes it will be August. And only a few minutes ago I became aware of it is the last Sunday in July. Phew. 37 years ago on such a Sunday I climbed Croagh Patrick on my bare feet, one week after this agnostic had "made" Station Island, and thus kept a second promise I had given to myself. Lovely remembrance.

Croagh Patrick

St. Patrick's Purgatory

Station Island

Today 32 Years Ago

Interesting. July 22nd this year was a Saturday as it was in 2006, when something happened in my life.
And right now I got aware of that July 30th this year is a Sunday as it was a Sunday in 1985 when I climbed Croagh Patrick on my bare feet, one week after this agnostic had "made" Station Island.
At the time I am writing this, I was trying to get some sleep on the carpark at the foot of Croagh Patrick when I got awaken by both monotone and hysteric a voice, again and again shouting "Get out of it! Get out of it!"
Carefully I opened the car door, got out and – became witness of an exorcism.

Why would people do this?

He, for example kept a promise.

An agnostic's pilgrimage.

Last Sunday in July

Far from climbing Croagh Patrick I was.