Alex and I drove on, drove out past that lunch near Camp on the north side of the peninsula west of Tralee…after ripping up the road to Castlemaine, finding the little parking spot for the Burren…we kept going.
We kept going to Dingle and through.
We found the end of the road.
We found a little car park and took a walk – we are looking back at the little village – where the cove disappears behind the side of the hill in the foreground – and proceeding west, but looking back…maybe you had to be there. Lots of fog over the hills in the distance…
Looking south, the massif might be the hills near Portmagee, or Valentia Island…something says “Inishtooskert” in sizegenetics complaints my head…
Great Basket Island…and the little one, last in the chain known as “Lure” – to the deep blue sea? I liked the lichens on these rocks.
It was a bit steep!
Alex observing the distant scenery:
Thar she blows! The SKELLIG!
Also some sheep on the ridge above the crashing waves…
Still pretty anywhere you turn…
“Harrumph, excuse me, I’m trying to eat here, please…”
That was a good little ramble!
Now, on to Kenmare! Maybe with a couple of stops along the way yet…I love you IRELAND!!!