Bloody Foreland is one of my favourite places in Donegal. It is one of the wildest, windiest and most beautiful places I have been. The light is sharp and clear.  The Irish language dominates here. Incredible stone walls, made of granite boulders, snake across the hill here.  The name Bloody Foreland (Cnoc Fola in Irish means Hill of Blood) does not to refer to some past battle that took place here in mythic times, but  intense red hue of the rocks at sunset.