Wednesday June 13th
Dear Family & Friends,
Today I awoke in Kearney and the sky was gray and cool but no rain so I decided to go riding. Todays route was along the Dingle Peninsula , a famous road known for it’s beauty.
Again I had no specific destination or schedule so I figured I would ride as long as it was fun.
The road I took was a coastal route that meandered along the coast and country side.
My first stop was a very tiny village called Inch. Maybe something to do with the size of the village? It did have one big claim to fame as it was home to the Irish School of Surfing.. It was a cold and gray day so I didn’t see to many students.
I kept riding for about another half an hour, but I was stopping every few minutes for a school bus that was ahead of me picking up children. I could have easily passed the bus but it was fun following the bus and its routine. First seeing something so common gave context to where I was, an actual living country with normal everyday routines, not just a big picture postcard tourist spot.
Second it was fun seeing the cute children standing with their parents waiting for the bus and then boarding it and saying their goodbyes.
I also noticed the locals are much tougher than me and are used to the harsh weather here.. Many of the parents were standing there in short sleeve shirts while I was on my motorcycles with layers and layers of warm clothing!
I continued riding for a while and then stopped in the town of Dingle for a late morning breakfast of coffee and a sausage roll (very Irish) in a small cafe over looking the harbor of Dingle. Very charming.
After Dingle the coast line got harsher and more rugged and civilization got scarcer and farther apart. Also the weather was definitely turning to the worst. By now the sky’s were very dark, I was running into constant drizzle to pouring rain and the wind was getting pretty strong. A strong wind can move a motorcycle and on these narrow roads there just wasn’t much room to move so I rode slow and careful.
At one point I stopped to view a road side stone fort over 3000 years old! Hard to image humans living is such harsh weather with so little protection in these primitive forts. Also kind of sad that even in that era where populations were very small and separated by lots of land they still felt the need for a fort. I guess fighting is in our DNA. On the other hand while humans have a need to take what others have it makes taxes today seem like a better option than constantly fighting over it??? (And sometimes we even get some value from our taxes??)
By now it was early afternoon and the weather was bad. In the middle of now where I came across quite a nice hotel. I stopped to dry off for a few minutes and figure out where I was.. I talked to a man at the front desk who kindly brought out and map and explained where I was. The next sign of any civilization or accomendataions was hours away so the idea of a warm after noon sipping gin and relaxing in this hotel sounded really good so I checked in.
Tomorrow the weather is supposed to be much better so I will continue my ride around the Dingle coast line and will arrive in Listowel tomorrow night where I will meet my lovely wife Bonnie and stay with her for a few days..so you may not hear from me for a while.
The coastal towns are very charming but after a while they all start to look the same..
The Dingle Peninsula is very dramatic. Some of these photos with the sun I downloaded off Google so you could see what it looks like on a sunny day!
The Irish are known for their literature and sayings..
A nice to place to stop for a morning cup of coffee. The conversation is not as good as the Blackhorse but the view of the bay were spectacular..
Surfs up Dude….or is that Lad?Lass?
Now you can see the real weather here.. Cold, damp, and windy..
The basic route I am riding today..
Is that a leg of lamb or a sweater looking down at me???
Amazing that these stone walls with no cement or grout are still standing after almost 3000 year..
Building a fort like this by hand 3000 years ago took a lot of time and resources. Evidently humans have always spent heavily on defense..?
To view the fort cost 2 pounds.. There is no one there to attend the gate, just this can to drop coins in. Completely on the honor system.. Ireland is an honest and trusting country from what I have seen.
What you see here is the main coastal road.. Basically a single lane trail shared by buses, cars, and motorcycles.. Caution and patience is a must..
OK now the weather is really getting bad, time to seek shelter.
Proof that there was at least one other man out riding today as mad as me..
Where I am staying tonight.. this is a file photo, it is definitely NOT sunny today.
Another coastal town but no where near me tonight..
A ariel view of the Dingle peninsula give you an idea of how curly the coastline is.
This photo of me was taken a couple of nights ago. You may have noticed by now my hair is getting pretty shaggy.. Two reasons. First since I am semi-retired I had to pay for this trip by cutting back here and there so no hair cuts this year. Also I am having a hair growing contest with my daughter Hannah. We will see who has the longest hair by Thanksgiving. and then maybe I will see a barber the next day…