I urge you all to go down and take a look.
While I was there with my camera I took a photo of the river through the trees.
Here is Kathleen Forristal's tribute to The Feale
The River Feale
My heart begins to beat at rapid pace
When I spy Woodford road near my home place,
The river weaves and flows winningly
And brings a special thrill to me.
My eyes take on a magnetised force
Drawn towards meadows edged with yellow gorse
And Carroll's rock on the opposite side
Where my dad stood fishing in the twinkling river tide.