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Dingle to Dunquin


We started the day with a stroll around Dingle, taking in all the sights - the icecream shops, the water, the American tourist in an Anzac hat... It was also the day of the Dingle triathlon, so there were lots of fit and energetic looking people floating around.
The weather was kinder to us today - sunshine, sunshine and more sunshine! The heat did make the hills rather hard work, all the more so because the heat was just so unexpected. We found a shaded spot to stop for our morning snack - Dingle smoked cheese and Tuc biscuits. Not a bad little picnic!
Ventry was the first stop along the way (a mere 9km from Dingle), and we stopped here to check out the pottery shop and have lunch. Lunch did take rather a long time to arrive, but was worth that wait.
Our yellow man markers directed us down onto the beach, past a pushy horse who tried to eat us as we went by. The beach was glorious - vast expanses of sand, brilliant blue water, and sunshine. Lots and lots of sunshine! Simon tried to teach me to skip stones, but I'm afraid it's not a talent that came naturally to me.
Once we got off the beach and into the farmland, there were two almost-catastrophes. The first was that Neville wandered off down the wrong path and we nearly lost him, the second was that Simon got an almighty blister than looked like it might cause amputation at the knee. I'm happy to report that not only did we find Neville, we also provided Simon with sufficient bandaidage that amputation was not required. And so we continued on...
We climbed up through steep paddocks and watched a sheepdog demonstrate its prowess in mountainous terrain, and then a donkey befriended Simon and tried to play nudgies with him. The scenery at this point was breathtaking (or maybe that was just the hill?) but the terrain was pretty hard on our knees and ankles.
We kept thinking we didn't have far to go, but would then come across a landmark that indicated to us that we were actually a long way from our final destination. Even though it wasn't hilly anymore, I definitely needed a Mars bar to get through that bit! To add insult to injury, the cemetery wasn't where it was supposed to be, AND our route took us the long long long way around town.
It was such a relief to walk through the doors of our B&B, and an even bigger relief to be in bed a few hours later.

Posted by Buccas 00:38 Archived in Ireland

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