Friday, September 6, 2013

Don't forget Dingle

Seeing that we missed out on the Kerry Ring we decided to drive ourselves around the Dingle Ring. Since we are talking about rings, the song that we have heard the most in the pubs has been "Ring of Fire! So many different versions. We didn't realise it was so popular here.

Inch was one of the first places we stopped as it had a surf beach with plenty of wind and a cute kite. Inch was also the location for the movie "Ryans Daughter". Paul found a kombi driver who was happy to talk about his left hand drive kombi that he imported from the USA.

Dingle is where the ocean dominates the scenery rather than the cliffs, as in the ring of Kerry. Lots of seafood restaurants and shops near the water. Not far along we stopped for a bite to eat and noticed that across the road was the Dunbeg Fort which is an Iron Age fort which sits upon a sea cliff.  The fort has a number of outer walls made from stone and the remains of a house and a beehive hut. I am sure most farmers discover these little gems when moving livestock and then place a kiosk for us tourists to pay and visit. I guess it is a good way to help top up your cash income. Sometimes you wonder if some of the stones and monuments have been placed in fields by the entrepreneur gentry.

The Connor Pass which is Ireland's highest mountain pass was an absolutely thrilling butt clenching drive. I did take a little movie of this however on playing it back it is not fit for publication due to me saying feck too many times. Some of the feck'n was due to the amount of sheep on the road and wondering how the hell they got there in the first place, other drivers being just stupid and me praising Paul as he was doing a great job at the wheel looking at the road rather than the scenery.
Sheer relief when we reached the flat road again.

We decided to call into Tralee as everyone had been talking about the "Rose of Tralee" at various stages of our journey. We did a loop into the town centre when I noticed about 4 lovely looking young ladies dressed in red gowns hop into a mini van taxi. Another old local guy who also noticed them started  yelling to everyone around  about them being the roses and wishing them all the luck in the world. Paul decides in a split second to follow the cab. Yes, he did do this much to my disbelief.


Beehive huts known as famine houses


A donkey shelter


Bus shelter in Dingle


One of the amazing views around the Dingle Peninsula


Paul loves a kombi


Stockings and garter kite at Inch


Fort Dunbeg


Blennerville windmill outside Tralee


Driver of the year.


Reserve your parking outside your house in Tralee.
Might try this in Gregory Street.


Roses of Tralee.....follow that taxi!


One of the many holy pit stops on the side of the road.


Surfs up at Inch. My interpretation on how long an inch is.


Same, same but different.

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