Thelostkerryman is an author, backpacker, and pilgrim- this side of Tir Na N'Og- living in the forests of a consistently confused country.
Here in this mountainous state, hurling doesn't usually involve a hurley, store-made soda bread usually resembles an inedible Irish megalith, and Kerrygold is only found hidden like a luck penny in the belly of Krogers.
This blog is an account of his adventures, thoughts, eclectic -and eccentric- ramblings, random or insightful poetry, humor and non-humor, pictures (photos), video, essays, fiction, poetic fiction, nonfiction, drama, and writing he has not classified in the description above.
Thelostkerryman also enjoys writing about himself in third person, as he has no full-time publicist. He is still looking for her, and if he feels lost at all, it is because he has yet to find her...