CHAP. VIII. | The Northern Dens. 133 
with great fury, until they find their escape by the “Lum” 
in the shape of dense spray. The other opening, the Nee- 
dle’s Eye, runs quite through the peninsular rocky height. 
It is about a hundred and fifty yards long, and is so nar- 
row that only one person at a time can with difficulty make 
his way through it. 
Eastward of Troup Head, the scenery continues of the 
same character. The fishing village of Pennan, like Gar- 
denstown, lies at the foot of a ledge of precipitous rocks, 
and is inclosed by a little creek or bay. From the summit 
of the Red Head of Pennan, the indentations of the coast 
BAY OF ABERDOUR. 
are seen to Kinnaird’s Head in the east, and to the Bin Hill 
of Cullen in the west. ; 
The scenery of this neighborhood, besides its ruggedness 
and wildness, is rendered beautiful by the glens or dens 
which break through the ridges of rock and form deep ra- 
vines, each having its little streamlet at the bottom, wind- 
ing its way to the sea. The water is overhung by trees or 
brush-wood, sometimes by bowlders or gray rocks like but- 
tresses, which seem to support the walls of the den. These 
winding hollows are rich to luxuriance with plants and 
flowers—a very garden of delight to the botanist. Heaths, 
