We had been told by family and friends who had been to Kinsale how nice this place is. Paul and I would have to agree with them. Narrow winding streets with brightly painted houses and yachts in the harbour. Lots of tourists when we called in for a few days however it suited the place. Trac had worked in Kinsale back in the 80’s at the Blue Haven so we thought we would book a room there. Paul taking the initiative rang and mentioned that his sister Mary –Attracta used to work there but it was a while ago. Maureen the manager had met Trac in Australia so small world. The Blue Haven was booked out however we moved into the Old Bank which was also managed by BH. Nice old Georgian Building.
We did a historical
walk of the town with our guide Dermott who mentioned that the Irish always backs
the losers and one of the examples of this was when the Spanish came to help
them against the English. Both the Spanish and Irish were defeated and all the Catholics booted out of the place. Lots of fun and lots of history to this town. We
also did a harbour cruise and a ghost walk/tour. With the ghost tour we had to
turn up to the Tap an old hotel owned by a Mary O’Neill. Her son Bryan did the
tours with the assistance of his mate Sebastian. Talk about laugh and being
scared at the same time. Sebastian would dress up and pop up somewhere in the
graveyard, out of a wheelie bin and other places you weren’t expecting a ghost
to be. One child of about 10 was really peed off and was wanting to know when
we were going to see the real ghosts! The best story is the one of the “White
Lady” where on the eve of her wedding night the Commander’s daughter asked her
husband to go and pick her some flowers growing down by the water. The
groom not wanting to get wet asked a soldier to do it and the groom took over
the soldier’s sentry duty. Unfortunately for the groom he fell asleep and the
commander doing his rounds noticed that the soldier was sleeping instead of guarding
the fort. To teach the soldier a lesson he shot him not knowing that this was
his son in law. The daughter discovering what has occurred flings herself from the cliffs killing herself on the rocks below. The father
not being able to live with what he had done also shoots himself. The ghost of the white lady is often sighted around Charles fort.
Another place we visited was Cobh (pronounced Cove) Cobh is a port from where 2.5
million people immigrated to escape starvation in the 1800’s. For many years
Cobh was the port of Cork with a strong connection to Atlantic crossings being Titanic’s
last stop in 1912. I would say more like the second last stop before it parked
up into an iceberg. Another event which involved the Lusitania was when this ship was torpedoed off the coast of Kinsale in1915 and it was here at Cobh that many of the survivors were brought and the dead
buried. It was also home to the world’s first yacht club founded in 1720 but now
operates from a new site at Crosshaven. We visited the Cobh Heritage Centre
housed in the old Railway Station which demonstrated the plight of the immigrants leaving Ireland.
We booked another night in Kinsale on our return from Portugal. Portugal was going to be our holiday from our holiday.
Paul with the big ears
Charles Fort
Kinsale buildings
Lovely little shops and narrow streets.
Another drinking session by Paul and Sue
The hospital inside the fort used by the army. Charles Fort
was razed to the ground by the locals and has only recently
been partly restored after all the hippies were kicked out.
Cobh street scape
Another laugh
Different view of the fort
Kinsale Harbour
Entry to the fort
My new business
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