I’ve been coming to Dovestones for quite some time now, and as I mentioned in an earlier blog, each time I come I find something new, but the thing I always wanted to find that had escaped me was the trinaccle, and on the 27th of November 2022, I finally got to see it thanks to my sister.
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Now don’t get me wrong; it’s impressive, but I had imagined it to be a lot taller, so when my sister said this was it, it was unrecognisable at the time until I went to the other side of it and saw that it was indeed The Trinacle.
Don’t let the picture fool you; it doesn’t look like we are that high up, but we are extremely high; in fact, it’s an elevation of close to 300 metres, and on top of this, the Trinacle itself is around 10 metres high. Some people scramble up to the top of it; I think they’re mad considering how windy it is up here and how narrow the space is to get to it.
The journey to and from the Trinaccle was the best part
As much as I had enjoyed seeing the trinaccle, the best part had been the journey there and back. As we climbed the steep mountain, we chatted all the way and took a few stops to enjoy the views.
As we got to the top, we got a little lost before getting back on track. Once back on track, we followed the extremely muddy trail, trying to avoid the muddy swamps, but it was completely unavoidable and so funny when either one of us landed in a deep mud hole. The trail was on the edge of the 300-metre-high mountains, so this just added to all of the fun.
The scramble down the waterfall
On the way back, we scrambled down a waterfall river. At one point, I got stuck and had to be rescued by my sister. I am the younger sister, and I definitely acted like it in this moment. I can’t swim, so I was terrified of the water. It’s really funny how we were resuming our old roles of little sister and big sister on this day, as even as we scrambled down, my sister guided me all the way down even though she’d only done it once before herself. Not that I had expected her to do so, but she did, which was really sweet.
But what was really special about this day was that it reminded us both of our younger years, when we used to play outside and my sister would take me on adventures even though we weren’t allowed to leave our street. Of course, we were always in trouble when we got back, but it was always worth it.
I hope you enjoyed this short blog today.
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Stay blessed 🙏🏾
Natalie ❤️
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