Hello and welcome to Challenger Life. It's a very very special episode where I start the Ireland way. I'm here in a Castleton Bear, ready to take on the Ireland way. Well first I decided to check out the picturesque coastal town that is Castleton Bear. With its delicious seafood, colorful shopfronts and friendly pubs. So I've got my pint, bit of music playing in the background and I think I'm ready for the Ireland way to go. The first section of the Ireland way takes in part of the Bear away which is also the beginning of the Bear a breath in your way. For full description and information on the route, check out my preparation video which you will find by clicking the card in the top corner. This section takes you from Castleton Bear to Kekel but the first day will be spent trying to get past Hungary Hill on the way to Ergoil, 26 kilometres away. Lucky for me, I'll have way markers called Elvis to guide me. I didn't christen them that. That honour goes to Carol and Ellie who are tough souls. Two wonderful hikers whose YouTube channel you should definitely check out. And so it was time to depart. I wasn't without nerves and trepidation. The clouds representing a cloudy mood. I stayed with an absolutely lovely woman. Grace, now funnily enough she did angel carriage for me. No, whether you believe them or not is up to you. I'd be skeptical not. I have a quite scientific mind myself. It was quite interesting because she did dooms. It was quite quite spooky. Quite spooky. She got a few things right I think. I had a good conversation with Grace. She relaxed me, she informed me, she even got me a accommodation for a glingar. Fair play to Grace, thank you very much. First day of hiking was tough. But I had to push my body through these pain and mental barriers because this was going to be my life for the next 1000 kilometers. As I rounded hungry, hillow ever, the clouds began to disperse, allowing the bare peninsula to be witnessed in all its glorious splendor. Oh bloody hell, oh bloody hell, I made it hungry and large and I'm here. Oh that was one hell of a day. Incredible scenery. But what a hell of a day. It's a really nice day at the Hongrilage. I'd highly recommend this really nice place. It's on the way, so if I was the first stop in our go, I'd highly recommend this. You start taking a couple of wrong turns and you start losing the faith you have in yourself to find hell of us. Come on out of this, where are you? It rattles you, it really rattles you. Just be careful, guidebook keeps coming out, just making sure I'm there. I found them in a very, very strange location there, hidden behind all the bushes. Oh that's tough, tough going this one and some more to go, at least 11 and louder bit as I've hidden into the nest. When you get to the top of the sugar loaths, you're treated to the gorgeous lock to Bernadha. If of course you have a lovely sunny day. I however had this view, sadly no such rewards for my struggles. This leg of the journey, it's one foot in front of the other, it's, you just kind of go, you have to go into a zone where you're just not thinking, one stick in front of you, another stick, follow with your feet. If you're doing the Arland Way and you get to the sugar loath mountains, you'll find there's nothing sweet about them. Once again, the clouds began to give way, a downhill journey to the valley below looked very inviting. This has been what hell of a trek. And there's more to go, but I just need to keep moving. And there's more bloody of hell. With a bit more doggy determination, I did make it down. When I got to the bottom, I passed the Krumurkheim Visitor Centre and campsite, an ideal place to stop for the night if you're too tired for the last six kilometers to Glengarov. I however pushed on along the country lane as Glengarov Forest. How many to Glengarov? You see up there? How many of it? God, that was a killer. That was a killer of a journey. Last day I'll have a stand again after a bit of the way in the woods, but um, oh that was a killer. Got a call from Grace. With the injured cars we stayed with the first night. God, I needed them today. Grace, determination and Elvis, you're an awful killer, hey. Time to get a pint, get some food and get a nice rest. So it's the first day of the last stage. And, um, yeah, pretty worried about my shoulders, just my body in general. It's also the first time the calm pedest of it going on. I spent the night at Copper Beach House where the lovely bridge picked me up and left me back to Glengarov. The final day of the bearer section finds you pushing inland towards Keiko and yes, although it looks like Keiko, the locals assume correct you on this. So, a minute to kill. I'm at the house of the Berks. It's a sharp and I'm not going to get my sand. So I made it and I soon found myself in Collins's pub. I must, if you're looking for good conversation and new friends. John Collins himself was there to tell me why you should pop in. As you can see, the best point in the country. And the company.