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Four days in the Kingdom - a hunting we will go...

I was most happy to acquiesce to her suggestion. It sounded good, it made my insides thrum low. I put the fins in just in case. A five-hour haul down and across to that gnarled paw of Ireland’s southwest where the twisted, arthritic fingers of counties Cork and Kerry claw out from the coastline into the Atlantic.

We’re a little ball-bearing rattling and ricocheting through a mute post-winter…