Thursday 1 September 2016
01.09.2016 - 01.09.2016 16 °C
First day of Spring for you guys at home. It should have been the first day of Autumn for Ireland but when you don’t actually have summer, I am not sure they know where they are. Today we woke to cloudy skies and, yes, can you believe it - rain. I believe we have finally experienced Ireland’s true weather. It did not stop raining all day.
Our stay at the Dingle Heights B&B at Dingle was pleasant. The room was clean and spacious and breakfast was nice. The host was a lovely lady. The view was spectacular. We walked off the street yesterday and asked if there was vacancy so at least I won’t be getting those online review requests. Drives me nuts.
Initially we headed for Milltown at the north end of Dingle Bay. Once again we were lead up the garden path. We turned to this road that I thought was the only coast road. It was as wide as the car. After twisting, bouncing and avoiding oncoming traffic we came to an intersection and the main road that we should have been on appeared. You have to laugh. We thought we had the sat nav sorted. Ross has created a new trend – sat nav rage. That’s when you give the stupid thing a good whack! Anyway, there was little of note at Milltown so we pushed on. Our journey today was one I had been looking forward to – the Ring of Kerry. Now we experienced windy and windy roads (that one’s for you Daniel) all day accompanied with rain. When there was an occasional break in the cloud we could see that we were up very high and the view below would have been magical if it had have been fine weather. We could see the water and coastline occasionally. There were young kids riding bikes up these steep winding roads. Apparently that’s what you do – ride a bike around the Ring of Kerry. They were soaking wet. I did not envy them. We made a stop at a café near Kells so that we could have a cup of tea. They had the best scones yet. We tried to take photos from some lookouts but it was in vain.
We arrived at Kenmare, only to find the visitor centre closed on a Thursday and the lace lady was not in her shop. We prepared to drive on when I realised that I was also advised to look at Quill’s shop for woollens and linen but I didn’t find anything. The rain was pouring down so we set off on our journey again. Even though the trip calculator would say 50 kilometres it was taking us double the normal time as the traffic was slow and the roads were very wet. We travelled very close to the ocean at times with only a wall separating the road from the sea. Close to Old Head we could see a section of the road being sprayed with the waves of the ocean. The sea was very rough. We drove through the section. Some parts have sand washed across the bitumen. They call this coastline the Wild Atlantic Coast and it runs from way up north to the south, where ever the shores are washed by this mighty sheet of water. Apparently there are several lows coming from the ocean and hence the rain.
Around 6pm we arrived at our target. Ross has been looking at this place for nearly 12 months. It’s called Old Head Golf Course and it is near the city of Kinsale. The course and hotel is built on an isthmus of land. The hotel is actually built into the headland like a bunker. I guess that would have reduced its impact on the landscape. We had to walk from the car park and it was not pleasant as the wind was blowing and the rain still sprinkling. We booked in and went for dinner. I decided to try an Irish lobster and I wasn’t disappointed. I have tried all their seafood now, all except prawns. Not sure if they have them like ours. Ross is booked in to play golf at 8.30 in the morning but it all depends on the weather.