The performance last night was wonderful. Peter, Mary and I all had a good time. I loved the singing in Gaelic and the dancing (especially the children in the performances) was so fantastically energetic. I know that Peter would have liked us to go out with him after the show, but knowing that I had to get up by 7:00 to eat breakfast and go hiking made that impossible for me. I needed to be in bed by 11:00.
We sure know we are in Ireland when they keep saying that the next day’s weather will be better and we wake up to the drizzling day. Actually, it was a bit warmer than yesterday and, besides, the rain is not going to stop us.
We walked along the Tralee Ship Canal which had been built to link Tralee to the sea at Blennerville. The canal is about 2km long and was only open from 1846 to 1930s when a deep water quay was built at Fenit.
Blennerville was the point of departure for emigrants from Kerry during the Great Famine (1845 – 1850). We took the time to visit the Blennerville Windmill which was built in 1800. It fell into ruin by 1846, but was restored in 1981. Now it is the largest working windmill in Britain and Ireland.
Today’s was literally in the fog for most of the way. You can see how foggy it was in the following photo.
Sometimes the fog would lift. You can see Mary on the trail.
We walked on the stony paths, across the rough paths, through the bog, over slippery rocks, and crossed narrow bridges over three rivers. The rivers seemed more like beautiful stream beds.
Today’s walk is also part of the Kerry Camino which walks in the footsteps of St. Brendon. We actually came to Camino stamping stations where I put stamps into my real passport.
There was even a cairn like we saw on the Camino in Spain.
Mary likes to take photos of flowers and I took one of this daisy with water droplets all over it.
We did have some views of the ocean when the fog occasionally lifted.
The green fields sometimes look like blankets of velvet.
We passed by the remains of the Killelton Oratory which was a 10th or 11th Century small church. Very little remains except the doorway.
Although today’s hike had many rocky, slippery, and boggy spots (I actually found myself suddenly on the ground 2 times), there were also gentle and grassy paths.
I was very tired we finally reached Camp. We stopped at a pub and had dinner with another hiker, Josephine. Then we were picked up by Valerie and taken to the Lurraga House B&B. We have a great room and it is now time to go to sleep.
May 22, 2015 at 4:20 pm
Thanks, Nancy, for finding the time and energy to share your remarkable experiences with all of us voyeurs.
May 22, 2015 at 4:32 pm
Your photos are stunning! You’ll have to choose a few to frame! >
May 22, 2015 at 5:09 pm
May 22, 2015 at 5:10 pm
You are literally and figuratively marching to the beat of your own drummer!
May 22, 2015 at 6:49 pm
Wow, what a trip. Your photos bring me to Ireland…..you take amazing photos. Thank you for be involved
May 22, 2015 at 10:15 pm
You are a dear to share all this with you. And the photographs are unbelievably beautiful. What a special time you must be having. I am there with you in Spirit. Fondly, Ann PS I brought Jerry home from the hospital today after heart surgery and he is doing well
May 23, 2015 at 11:49 am
What an historic time – to be in Ireland for this victorious vote!
May 23, 2015 at 11:54 am
May 23, 2015 at 11:57 am
I love the pic of the flower! love u!