Continuing the account of my Sperrin walk from Part 1, I had reached the top of Mullaclogher, the first peak of the day, and I now turned my attention east to Mullaghasturrakeen, having decided at this point to leave Mullaghcarbatagh in the west, until another day.

Looking to Mullaghasturrakeen with Mullaghclogha behind.

The fence is a useful navigational aid in the event of bad weather.

Reaching the lowpoint between the two mountains, and looking back the way I came, at Mullaghclogher.

Looking north over Tyrone and Derry. It was still quite hazy at this point in the day, due to Saharan sand borne on the wind, although I did not know this was the reason until the following day. I found that in the warm sun, my exertions were causing sweat to rise on my forehead and face, and I could feel a grittiness as I wiped it away, which puzzled me. It was aslo causing my lips and throat to become very dry. Little did I know how far the grit and sand had travelled.

Looking back again to Mullaghclogher.

Looking southwest along the flanks of Mullaghclogher and Mullaghaterrive and the Glenelly Valley behind.

More views of the eastern side of Mullaghclogher.

North to Co. Derry.

The sky reflected in a colourful bog pool on the slopes of Mullaghasturrakeen.

Increasing altitude revealing more of the Glenelly Valley.

Mullaclogher receding behind me in the west.

The haze beginning to clear a little more to the north.

Looking west from near the summit.

And south.

Arriving at the summit of Mullaghasturrakeen, 581m high. Nothing to mark this summit except this meeting of fences, but amazing views and a great walk to get here. The views were fuelling me on, and I was already looking east again to the next target, Mullaclogha. I will cover that part of the walk in Part 3.