The Rock of Cashel, TipperaryI must have driven past the Rock of Cashel dozens of times over the years. Always glancing up from the N8, always thinking I'd come back properly. This was the evening I finally did. The sun was low in the west, throwing warm light directly onto the stone walls and the round tower. Partly cloudy sky, which is exactly what you want. Enough cloud to catch colour, enough gaps to let the light through. The Galtee Mountains were disappearing into a band of