The Connemara. Cycling this landscape in the blustery cold rainy weather is a great experience. Yet, when I arrived in town, soaking wet and quite cold, I found that both hostels in town were closed. So was the hostel in my backup town 20K down the road. I ended up staying in a lovely and expensive hotel, and I couldn’t even cook. So I made soup in the coffee pot.
I am feeling it is time to move on. I will take a bus to Dublin (yeah I know, after my little rant about busses) and from there a ferry to Holyhead England. Then I will cycle 90 miles north to Liverpool England and take a ferry back to the Isle of Man. The ferries that used to run directly from Dublin to Isle of Man are out of season.
I have cycled 583 mies, 938KM, in Ireland and now have a good feeling for the land and the people.
For every shower there’s a rainbow.
This is Connemara.
The Connemara.
The Connemara.
The Connemara.
The mystery of peat logs gets a little bit clearer. I was told by Bryan that they burn quite well, like coal. They are not loose like soil but quite solid, requiring some effort to break them apart. I saw lots of areas that had been dug for peat in the Connemara.
Shawn! These are incredibly beautiful photos! It is incredible that with all the rain, you are still able to get clear shots! Nice work, getting to some great locations.
I went to Galway as well. I wish I could remember it better, I was probably on some of the same streets! I believe there was an underground mall with a castle in it.
It was great to hear from you the other day! Keep pressing on =)
Shawn, I’m enjoying very much traveling with you from my desk here in FL. The wind is at your back, good friend, and so are my best wishes for safety and joy. Eric