And where is all the rain?
Trip Start Mar 23, 2010
14Trip End Apr 03, 2010
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Where I stayed
Carrig Country House & Restaurant
We had the most wonderful day yesterday. The dining room only opened at 9 am so we could not eat earlier, we would if we could, but we were forced to sleep late. Neither of us felt like a big old Irish breakfast, which consist of 2 fried sausages, bacon, black pudding, white pudding and a fried egg. We settled for fruit and yogurt and smoked salmon scrambled eggs on toast. Like all other meals here in Ireland nothing was hurried, and it took us a full 90 minutes to finish a lazy breakfast.
The serving lady told us that the weather was beautiful this morning, but that they expect large dark cloud to roll in, in the afternoon
One day one we saw the most of the back roads had a speed limit of 100km/h, Johan dutifully and with my safety in mind never drove over 50 km/h, which was a good thing keeping in mind how tired he was. Yesterday however was different, remember we had a need to be in front of the rain, and like a true rally driver he sped around the corners at 75km/h.
We decided not to stop in Dingle, the cutest like coast town, we can still shop when it rain. Our first "real beach" with miles and miles of white sand was “Inch Beach”, there were lots of people on the beach, but they all had on long pants and sweaters. There was one brave and very competent surfer in the water, but he was dressed from head to toe in a wet suit
I am working had on my Gaelic and plan to expose all of you to some of that. An Dun Bead is a stone fort build during the stone age. These forts were used for defense. The fort is built on the sheer cliffs at the base of Mount Eagle. The fort is also connected underground with the Beehive hut. It is incredible to see that these structures are still standing after 2500 years. It is really hard for me to image what a hard live these people must have had, we with ice cold wind coming over the cliffs, being attached by the Celtics and living in these stone forts.
One of the funniest things yesterday was a shepherd that had three border collies. They were in the field taking care of the sheep when it was lunchtime and I assume the Shepard had to go for his pint. He opened the trunk of his car, call the 3 dogs and they jumped in. He closed the trunk and left. At first I was appalled until I realized that this is the way he does it everyday. The dogs wagged their tails and were happy; the same cannot be said for the Sheppard that had to listen to our oohs and aahs.
Please look at the photos below to see the wonderful beaches and cliffs of the west coast
We visited the Mor Failte Robmat So Oti an Seipeilin (not the right Gealic symbols in all places – but I assume you will not know any better) it is also called the Gallarus Oratory. A stone building that is 1300 years on, build like an upside down boat and still as water proof as it was one day one. Another great stop.
One of my missions for the days was to collect photos for a collage that I will call the colors of Ireland. We made great progress on this and you will never to guess the beautiful colors of the houses. I know that my daughters and I will love to stay in these bright places.
We thought of Clayton yesterday when we went past an Irish Coast Guard station on the Dingle peninsular. I am sure that it is an easier job where he is stationed vs
I almost killed an old lady yesterday. We stopped to put gas in the car, and like a good husband Johan send me in to pay for the gas. I had to wait inside until he was done. Coming out of the store I looked up to see two really colorful houses and in my mind I was thinking how to incorporate in into my collage. I got into the car and a woman’s voice gave a short scream. I did the same in response, we would not scream when you get a fright. The woman immediately realized what happened, and told me “my nice lad” drove out of the way that she can get gas. Well we both laughed really hard, and I left here alive and well.
On our way to Dunquin the road was an exceedingly narrow single lane road. At one point a big old Mercedes was coming from the front and “cavalier” Johan, reversed into a passing loop. This made the gentleman stop and in a harsh Irish that we hardly could understand thanked Johan – at least that is what we thought he said.
From here we went to a world famous pottery artists studio, in the hope that I could buy some pottery that would remind me of the beautiful colors of the sea
It is early spring, and I am thinking of my grandmother that just turned 90 every day. We stop at each new flower, and I take picture, these will forever remind me of her.
Finally we reached the town of Dingle, just to late to shop. Most stores closed at 5 pm and we got there at 5:10 pm. Unfortunately we found an art store that was open and true to my nature I bought myself some brightly colored art. I did not get to meet the artist but I met her daughter. What a spectacular place, look at the photos and see if you agree.
Now we are off to the Cliffs of Moher and maybe Galway. No fixed plan for a place to stay tonight. We will see where the wind blows us – and believe me after all this eating it will need to be a super strong wind to get me anywhere.
Love you all.