The Grey Man's Path runs from the shore to the plateau above Fair Head, though many refer to it starting at Marconi's Cottage and going on past Lough Dhu. There are lots of local stories surrounding the Grey Man's Path,  one of these tells of a Mary McNulty who lived beyond Lough Dhu above Fair Head, she always used the Grey Man's Path to come down to the shore for the purpose of collecting dulse at the base of Fair Head.


One evening, she was returning home as usual with a full bag of dulse; along the way she would stop to catch her breath at favourite spots, one of these was at the top of the gulley.  As she rested there this evening she noticed in the twilight a figure of man approaching her with a limp, she paid no heed to him and started out on her way towards Lough Dhu where she would take another rest. The figure caught up and walked beside her,  in politeness Mary exchanged a few words with him about the weather, though she noticed his voice was hardly legible and not an accent she was was familiar with, she noticed too, in the falling light, that the his face was pale and expressionless in the shadow of his coats hood. She did not want to stare but could almost swear that it was grey, she paid no more heed to this only to wondered who he was and from where he had come and what ailed him. As they reached Lough Dhu Mary sat down on her favourite bench like rock and to her surprise the stranger sat down beside her.


It was then that Mary noticed  his hair in the fading light taking on a translucent greenish colour and she could not resist but ask him why, he told her it was due to him having lived beneath the waters of Lough Dhu for many years. Now this alarmed Mary a wee bit, for she thought he was either intoxicated or deranged, and she cared little for either one. The stranger said he was very tired and proceeded to rest his head on Mary's dulse bag and his head half ways on her lap and he fell asleep.


For a moment she did not know what to do, bewildered she looked around as if to expect someone coming to her aid, it was then that she noticed one of the strangers feet which was shaped of a broken horse hoof, now this put the fear into her and she squeezed her leg low enough to slip it out from below the strangers head and took off, her quiet steps turning into the thumps of a fearful run as her heart pounded and her mind waited for the strange creature to grab her from behind.


As she got a fair distance away and within sight of her home she heard a spine chilling neighing coming from Lough Dhu, then it fell silent. Mary never came back along the Grey Man's Path at twilight again and every time she passed Lough Dhu  it sends a shiver of fear though her body when she recalls close encounter.


The story goes that she had encountered the devil-horseman that lives in Lough Dhu and wanders along the Grey Man's Path at twilight disguised as a human, waiting to lure some unsuspecting human into the underworld of Lough Dhu. So........ you've been warned!.........especially if you have taken too long to walk round from Murlough Bay and twilight falls upon you!!