Eighteen miles and fifteen kilos was the story on day one. I forget the mileage after that!
A tent pitched in darkness, puddles all around.
More mileage clocked. A wet and windy night was had. A cloud engulfed Mount Brandon sumitted. Great Blasket Island reached via an up and down boat ride. I held on for dear life! Seals sighted. There was no sign of the promised whales. A sunfish was supposedly spotted on the way back… but I was busy holding off sickness on the other side!
A road trip from Dingle to Dublin to the soundtrack of Andrea Corr getting married, as though she was a member of a royal family!
Some urban camping followed… and neck ache as I looked up at The Spire in Dublin. As for the art museum… don’t get me started!