Daylight here is 5am to 10pm this time of year.
Up, Irish breakfast about 8 am. Thanks Noreen, our Ballybunion B&B hostess.
2 eggs over easy, two bland little Weiner things, two pieces of Canadian bacon, pudding (pork based round slice of sausage, very soft center), a grilled tomato, and a slice of dark red blood pudding. This has been a fairly constant breakfast at the BnBs. Got to turn your plasma yellow and cloudy.
Next pack up all our stuff in the yellow Bob bag. I have learned to hate this bag and all our stuff because of the weight we have to drag around. Back bag, front bag, clothes impervious to weather, shoes to clip to pedals...we’re off.
This day was glorious! Yesterday, hard climbs, day before, rain...today, perfect!
We moved through mild emerald hill country, with small fields separated by low rock walls, mostly full of happy looking
cows or sheep. In the near distance looming majestic mountains. The smell of life everywhere. Idyllic. Almost no traffic.
We stopped at the ruin of a huge ancient cathedral, with an attached museum. This place had its beginnings in the 10th century, with a ring stockade structure. When rehabilitating the cathedral they removed 2000 skeletons. Everybody wanted to be buried there. The guy at the counter was full of information and fun.
Serendipity has followed us this trip. We have accidentally seen some of the more historically important sights. This cathedral was just such a place. It was called Ardfert Cathedral.
We completed our journey for the day at Ed and Noreen's residence in Fenit. They participate in “warm showers”, which is a loose association of bicycle enthusiasts who will welcome bicycle travelers onto their property to spend the night with access to facilities. I have met some very interesting individuals this way and Ed and Noreen fit perfectly in the list. Thanks. We woke up to views of the ocean and a lighthouse. Mark