18/9/14 - 18/9/14
As we made our way to breakfast this morning, we heard the dulcet tones of The Corrs dancing up the stairs. Really Ireland, really?! Our lovely host all but force fed us breakfast (yoghurt in particular) and was concerned that we hadn't eaten enough to prepare for our walk. She did reassure us that it was an 'easy' walk, but we weren't convinced. Apparently we are the youngest Australians ever to stay in her establishment - walking holidays in Dingle obviously not the norm amongst 25-34 year olds. I had to force myself to keep a straight face when Simon's question about her shift at the bar last night was answered with information about the sheep fair in town today. Just smile and nod, Simon, and stop asking questions!
We eventually left a bit later than usual, due to excessive talking on our host's part - only saved by the telephone ringing. After grabbing supplies at the shop (and translating capsicums into peppers), we were on our Dingle Way.
The day started with some uphill walking, but made all the more bearable with views of rolling hills and blue skies. I'd never seen so many fuschias and blackberries (aka Wine of the Future) in my life! The track flattened out and we went through farmland - TVHC met another caterpillar (hunger status: unknown) and Belinda was told off by a sheep for taking its photo. There were cows, horses, cats and even a donkey who took a liking to Pat. We lunched by the beach at Inch, which could easily have been transported to Ireland direct from Australia. And then before we knew it, we were in Annascaul! Didn't even need the Mars bars to get us there. By 3.30pm we were checked into our B&B (cruelly located an extra kilometre out of town, up the hill). That left plenty of time for faffing and then exploring the town.
We sampled the local wares - Dingle gin, and Tom Crean's beer. It all met with our approval, and then we were ready to be on the pole. The South Pole Inn, that is. Excellent hearty meals, and hilarious cupboard opening onto 'the South Pole', in honour of Annascualian Tom Crean's history as an Antarctic expeditioner. Classy.
One episode of 'Make my body younger' and a game of Monopoly later, it was time to rest our legs ready for another day of walking.