12th June – Roscommon to Clonmacnoise – Ailwee to Doolin
Despite a night of torrential rain we slept relatively well. Awoke and had the quickest shower known to man – it’s this token system; we had two tokens, which only lasted 4 minutes each and whilst we shared it ran cold for nearly a minute and as Tina was washing her hair she needs quite a bit of time to rinse it and condition it.
Anyway left about 09:30 and stopped for fuel on our way to Clonmacnoise – a 7th century monastic site – St. Ciaran who established it in 645 and subsequently became a significant religious site given its location on the Shannon and mid way between Galway and Dublin.
We then head west for the Ailwee caves and continued to take our life in our hands on these very treacherous roads – they’re terrible but fortunately fairly quiet.
The journey across The Burren to the Ailwee caves provided some fantastic scenery and when we arrived we visited the Bird of Prey centre and I got to hold a Harris Hawk – yay go me.
Went up to the caves, which supposedly were the ‘Irish Show caves’ but were a little disappointing. Leave to head for Doolin right on the west coast.
Back to the notorious Irish roads, whilst battling to keep Hymie on the roads and out of the potholes some eejit in a transit van doesn’t slow down and clips (effing well) knocks my wing mirror back – first close shave and doesn’t do either of us any good – Tina already has a head ache and I’m quite stressed driving Hymie down these terrible roads.
Tina has been fighting a headache all afternoon and when we arrive at Doolin around 17:30 it has turned into a humdinger and unfortunately she is ill.
We have mixed weather – rain and then brilliant sunshine – it’s a very popular campsite with a real mix of caravans, tents and motor homes.
Site is right on the coast and you can see the Cliffs of Moher in the distance.
Despite a night of torrential rain we slept relatively well. Awoke and had the quickest shower known to man – it’s this token system; we had two tokens, which only lasted 4 minutes each and whilst we shared it ran cold for nearly a minute and as Tina was washing her hair she needs quite a bit of time to rinse it and condition it.
Anyway left about 09:30 and stopped for fuel on our way to Clonmacnoise – a 7th century monastic site – St. Ciaran who established it in 645 and subsequently became a significant religious site given its location on the Shannon and mid way between Galway and Dublin.
We then head west for the Ailwee caves and continued to take our life in our hands on these very treacherous roads – they’re terrible but fortunately fairly quiet.
The journey across The Burren to the Ailwee caves provided some fantastic scenery and when we arrived we visited the Bird of Prey centre and I got to hold a Harris Hawk – yay go me.
Went up to the caves, which supposedly were the ‘Irish Show caves’ but were a little disappointing. Leave to head for Doolin right on the west coast.
Back to the notorious Irish roads, whilst battling to keep Hymie on the roads and out of the potholes some eejit in a transit van doesn’t slow down and clips (effing well) knocks my wing mirror back – first close shave and doesn’t do either of us any good – Tina already has a head ache and I’m quite stressed driving Hymie down these terrible roads.
Tina has been fighting a headache all afternoon and when we arrive at Doolin around 17:30 it has turned into a humdinger and unfortunately she is ill.
We have mixed weather – rain and then brilliant sunshine – it’s a very popular campsite with a real mix of caravans, tents and motor homes.
Site is right on the coast and you can see the Cliffs of Moher in the distance.
No comments:
Post a Comment