Preserve our beautiful land for future generations

AS children, we drove over the winding two mile bridge at least once a week.

Two miles from Lissarda, it’s flanked on one side by rolling hills reminiscent of a scene from one of Jane Austen’s novels and, on the other, the Macguillycuddy’s Reeks form a backdrop to the peaceful waters of the reservoir, disturbed occasionally by drinking ponies and the odd summer power boat.

Can you imagine my horror at discovering that the National Roads Authority’s plan for this area includes a 30 foot high concrete motorway right in front of our doorstep. The sheer scale alone of this mammoth vulgarity is reason enough for concern, let alone the desecration of a landscape that has remained undisturbed since the ice age.