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  • Today we immersed ourselves in the history of our newly adopted town. As it is National Trails Day, Enniskillen museum put on a walking tour of all the interesting locations in the barracks town.
    A very informative and energised woman lead us from Royal Portora School gates to Enniskillen Castle, situated beside the River Erne in County Fermanagh.
    She told us it was built almost 600 years ago by Gaelic Maguires. Guarding one of the few passes into Ulster. In the 17th century it became an English garrison fort and later served as part of a military barrack.
  • It was a stunningly sunny day.

    One of the men joining us on the walk knew as much about local history as our guide. She dealt with it with ease laughingly asking him if she had missed anything out as she told us many local stories that had been passed on as part of the old man's culture.

    We left the castle and walked towards Fort Hill, passing the old butter market and the 'diamond'
    (the central square of any Irish town).
    We walked up the steep steps towards a tall monument on top of the hill and stopped to take in the view from the Victorian band stand built in 1890..
  • I took in the view of Autumn leaves and evergreen trees, waiting for the end of the tour treat - to watch as the monument was opened by an ancient key; so that we could climb to the top.

    Unfortunately the poor guide discovered she had lost the key. I felt so bad for her. Everyone was very kind and thanked her for a wonderful afternoon. She thought she might have left it by Royal Portora gates. One of the men assisted her by phoning a friend who lived near to the school and asked him to look for the key.
  • I was happy to sit for a while taking in the reds and golds, sunshine and fresh air before we descended the steep hill back to the town centre and, of course, had a drink in Jacques favourite pub.
  • As we went home across the bridge, leaving the island of Enniskillen, I marvelled at the cloud formation fanning out around the pale sun.
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