Tuesday, 15 April 2014

Donegal to Galway and other bits




Sorry it is all a bit here and there, but whilst it is quicker to use the tablet for posts, I can type quicker on the laptop keyboard (and not have to worry about predictive text) and be more explanative.

Typed 11 April



Today we travelled from Galway to just before Limerick.  We are overnighting in the car park of a lovely pub in a little village called Clatloe, about 10km from the city.  We have had lovely weather and have made it a very busy day.



We toured along the Wild Altantic Road from Galway to Ennistimon and came through some dramatic scenery.  Galway is an awful lot of rock.  It explains why all there fences are built from rock -and some beautifully crafted stone walls we saw.  The more northern ones where in big chunky stones, but as we travelled south they seemed to go through a metamorphosis and were made from relative slivers, like slate tiles.  Interesting.  We there was an industry here in chucking sticks of dynamites into the sheets and sheets of rock, to break it up into useable chunks for building all sorts of things - but I suppose they have done all that without the dynamite, and who is going to buy it here, when it is so easily got at!!!



We passed the Cliffs of Moher and wandered through a small local market in Ennistimon which was full of local fruit and vegetables and local crafts.  Heavily cabled knitting seems to be the go here, and with the weather as it is, I am not surprised.  We managed not to buy anything - Kenny is a bit of a killjoy in that department, I am sure here were lots of things I could have picked up.



We passed a couple of castles in varied states of repair, but before we stopped here, we made a stop at Bunratty Castle.  It took me a while to work out why the name was familiar - for those like me, there was a famous racehorse by that name.  It was beautifully restored in the 1960’s and was quite educational and interesting to wander through.  It was surrounded by a folk village of various historic buildings, including a stone church which had been dismantled stone by stone in County (??) and transported and reassembled on site.  It was quite lovely.  We spent a couple of hours wandering about and soaking up the atmosphere.  We really enjoyed it.



Tomorrow we are going to go and see King John’s Castle just down the road, and then we are going to have a look a Brian Boru’s (High King of Ireland in the 11 hundreds) fort.  We are really looking forward to that as I have just finished reading a book about him.











Typed 10 April 2014



The last couple of updates have been done from my tablet and have necessarily been brief.

As I said previously, wi-fi has not turned out to be a simple as I anticipated, so we are back to wifi at camping parks and Maccas or wherever. 



Camping parks are necessary evils to empty the toilet, use the washing machine, get some wi-fi and power to recharge all necessaries that challenge us if we do it from the battery charger - can’t charge 6 or 7 things at once!!!  However, the camping parks here are very expensive (tonight we are paying  €30 for the night, plus €1 each for a shower - and don’t know how good that is yet - and it has cost me €10 to do one load of washing with a dryer that left everything VERY damp) so will be limiting our visits to them to the essential. 



Free camping is another challenge as it is frowned upon here and in England, and one has to be very choosy about where we decide to park.



I have no record of what I wrote in my first post - everyone seemed to get it, but it does not appear on the blog itself - who can explain it? Who can tell you why?  Who cares!  Problem is I can’t remember what I have told you and what I haven’t.



In a nutshell we had a good flight and were treated VERY well by Richard and Margaret of the Van Storage facility at Cherry Orchard Farm.  We had the van tended to mechanically - had to get a new gasket on the exhaust manifold - to pass the MOT (roadworthy), and got it registered and off we went to catch the ferry to Ireland.  The new manifold gasket has improved our vehicle performance on what we had last trip and we are very pleased to have had it done.  On the ferry to Dublin, overnighted at Virginia (still in the Republic) overlooking a VERY cold looking lough or lake (they ALL look very cold), had two nights overlooking another lough at Anahilt in Northern Ireland near Belfast, which we got to in a roundabout way through Enniskillen.  That brings you up to date in Belfast.



We wandered around central Belfast which didn’t really impress us any more than it did when we first visited it 20 years ago.  We did the Red Bus tour, which was fairly unexciting but gave us a broader overview than we would otherwise have had.  It was interesting to hear from the guide of the sectarian divisions within the city, but fortunately for us no bombs went off whilst we were there - according to the guide they average 3 or 4 weekly.



From Belfast we travelled north to Ballycastle (as opposed to Ballyahinch, Ballymena, Balleybofey and many another Bally... - I must ask some Irish person what the Bally means - probably “little town of”) en route to the Giants’ Causeway.  It was a VERY (cold) windy day and we paid for the bus to take us down the hill to see the causeway.  We stayed 10 minutes, decided we had seen enough (it was VERY cold) and caught the same bus back on its return trip up the hill.  Glad we saw it, but it was nowhere near as huge as I expected it to be.



We stayed overnight there in the Smugglers Inn carpark after having a wonderful meal and a few drinks in the pub.  It was the best Restaurant meal we have had in ages and we felt it was the best part of the day.



Off next day just down the road to Old Bushmills Whiskey Distillery.  We did the tour, had a tasting (not bad) and carried on through Londonderry to Donegal.  We did a Griggs tour of Londonderry, saw enough to say we have been there, nothing caught our fancy so we didn’t linger.



Donegal is back in the Republic of Ireland.  The difference that we have noticed between northern and southern Ireland thus far, is that the north seems more affluent.  Driving up there on the eastern side of the Republic, all was green and the houses seemed newish, biggish and expensive.  A we crossed into Ulster, the houses got bigger and the farms seemed to be bigger too.  Crossing towards the west coast from Ulster, the landscape was not as rich in any way.  Barren hills and seeming infertile soils resulting in brown unkempt fields rather than the emerald green ones we had just become used to.  They seem to improve as we travel south, but we are still on the west coast and we are not back to that beautiful green landscape yet.  The houses are much more like the cottages we expected, although in many places there are old stone cottages which have been abandoned in favour of more modern houses.



We were fairly underwhelmed by Donegal as well, so we carried on to Sligo.  Unfortunately the two camping parks available there, were NOT available as they do not open until the end of April - understandable in this weather.  We free camped in the car park of the local kayaking club and got a great night’s sleep despite the (more) heavy rain.



I apologise if we are sounding world weary and blasé about this tour so far, but the weather is really miserable, although the locals assure us that this is quite good as far as they are concerned.  We are looking forward to getting to Spain and some warmer weather.



Tonight we are in Galway, parked up cosily in a camping park overlooking Galway Bay - how about that.  It hasn’t rained since we arrived and I have (finally) managed to get the washing dry.  We drove through town today and thought it was quite charming, but not charming enough to brave what was then miserable weather - we are terrible tourists!!



Along our way we have met some lovely people already.  As we waited for the ferry across to Ireland, we got chatting to Laura and Matt who were travelling across with their two children (whose names I forgot to ask) to holiday in Ballybunyon(?).  We had just discovered that our old GPS does not have maps of the Republic of Ireland, and were bewailing the fact that we would have to revert to actual maps for this part of the trip.  They sympathised and after we had all gone through into the waiting to board area, they came over and GAVE us their old GPS.  Their new car has one built in and they have had this mobile one floating about which was surplus to requirement and they thought we could use it.  How wonderful was that?!!  You can all imagine how happy that made me - navigator horrendous - and Kenny was more than pleased also.  We feel very grateful and hope that as they read this they will accept our gratitude again.



Once on the ferry, we got chatting - as one does - to Peder and Sheila Lund from Boulder, Colorado.  Swapped travel stories and left them looking forward to retirement. 



In Belfast we foisted ourselves on Rosemary in MacDonalds as we forced her to share her table with us.  What a lovely lady.  We mined her for information on Belfast and on the political landscape there and she gave us lots of information in a wonderfully amusing way.  She never stopped laughing and smiling the whole time we shared that table!!



The highlight of our time in Belfast was the City Hall - what a beautiful building.  We got in there about 3.30pm to fill in some time before we had to catch our bus.  The last tour of the day had already finished, but one of the guides offered to take us on our own private little tour.  The photos we have taken do not do justice to the beautiful Edwardian decor and decorative architecture of the building and I will try and find some photos online to post with this blog.  He also explained the political situation in their council chambers - just as volatile as the politics in the streets - loyalists versus Ireland for the Irish.



Tomorrow we are off to Limerick, a little further south, via a little more of the coastal route.  Getting a little bit sick f the coastal route - it is all windy and cold and wet.  But hopefully tomorrow will be a nicer day and maybe in my next post I can give you a limerick from its native land J.



Finishing off now to download some photos and hopefully posting them on the blog.



Keep well till next time

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