Capt. Paul,
Ah yes, navigating the HILLs of Antrim has worn down many a tough old sole ...
... but that just makes them flounder in to the shallows, or sink in to the depths, where they can be speared or dredged up easily!
So, if you promise to leave those nutcrackers on dry land, you are welcome to come aboard my dingy craft for an exciting sail through the lashing oceans (and some murky depths!), with a promise of a "good fishing" supper at the end ...
[N.B. I might have to leave you to paddle your own canoe up past those dangerous turbines (the foaming parts of the Main?) though!]
My fee: Any info you come across on George HILL of Whiteabbey, who married Margaret WHITTLE at Donegore 1st Pb in th 1840s.
Capt. Jock