Monday, July 27, 2015

Reflections on the Trip

Our intrepid group
Killarney National Park

When I returned home, I was able to go into my Fitbit dashboard and see exactly
how many steps I walked/hiked.  From July 5-14 I walked 198,398 steps
(comparable to 90-100 miles, although most was up and down hills) with1,543 active minutes.
Four days were more that 25,000 steps.  Most rigorous
day was 29,595 steps and 262 active minutes!  Wow!  I'm proud of my
accomplishment.  Thanks to Maeve for challenging me and the great group.
We all helped each other make it!


A Few Random Memories

Hiking Gear
I was so happy to have a trekking pole!   I really do need to name it!

Favorite Modes of Transportation

Cable Car to Dursey Island
Boats on the Lakes of Killarney


Irish Brews and More

"Smiticks Pale Ale"
Murphy's Stout
Tom Crean's

Spanish white wines

Great Food - Seafood Galore and More

Seafood Pie and Salad at Breen's
Lobster Salad at Breen's
Scallops at Breen's
Hake and Risotto at Tom Crean's


Salmon Cake at Packie's

Crab Cake and Crab Claws at Packie's

Shepard's Pie and Lamb at The Lime Tree

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Farewell Dinner at The Lime Tree



The Lime Tree Restaurant - Formerly a school








One last pub visit - this was the barber shop in the pub!

"IRELAND SUMMARY" Farewell Dinner Poem
by Jo

Twas the walking tour of Ireland, when all through Shannon Airport,
Await the arrival of 15 walkers, and head South to West Cork.
Dave & Jo see Randy, Melanie, Beth, and Carol, pulling luggage with care,
But after a  l-o-n-g wait, we knew the others just weren't there:-

"July 6, destination Ireland" is what their ticket said,
But -- the remaining 9 were stuck in Chicago instead:-
We six must move on!!!  We met Dennis and boarded his bus
And left for "Sea Breeze" B & B, without creating a fuss.

Twas there we met Maeve, full of energy, smiles, and chatter
Hmmm, tomorrow will we rest or walk?...we knew it was the latter:-
Away to Dursey Island we flew like a flash
By way of Ireland's only cable car, an exciting five minute dash!!

Maeve, Melanie, Randy led, "signal tower mountain" they did pick;
Beth, Dave, & Jo made it...just not very quick:-
When what to our wondering eyes did appear
As we returned to the Sea Breeze in Castletownbere?!!

"There's Tom, There's Mary, There's Craig, Chris, and Vicki!
And Marcie, And Jane; And Harlan and Peggy!!!
Together at last, a most awesome group,
But no luggage for Vicki.....OH POOP!!!

To Bere Penninsula by ferry we came,
Walked to the lighthouse; sat on a hill there, and gazed.
Mary's eyes how they twinkled, her dimples how merry,
Here at this magnificent coastal view on this Irish island derry.

A great place for "birding" for Craig, Chris, Randy, and Tom,
Excited with binocs and lenses, they still had to remain calm.
26 birds on their list from their 15 mile walk this day;
21 of these were new birds -- they were grateful for Bere Bay.

Marcie went to great lengths for us, seeking the basket shop,
Looking in windows, tapping on doors, her efforts one could not stop.
Finally an Irish man opened the door; from his nap she did arouse,
His answer, "No this in not a shop...it's just a plain old house:-"

On the road we met a distraught German girl, whose group to her was unkind,
Her paths crossing with Beth, Vicki, Marcie, and Jane for her was a real find!!
And let's not forget by the side of the road was a fenced-off breeding pen.
Jane's punchy comment to Harlan and Peggy...well, I think that will remain unsaid. (But read between the lines:-)

The weather was...uh...unfortunate, for Aillihies group walk and copper mines,
Because of pelting rain and wind, stuffed in a little beach house we did dine.
Yet...to the top of the mountain, through the soggy wet bogs,
Over cow pies in pasture, we continued in this white cloud and fog.
OR....     we continue in this white, dreary, cloudy, rainy, cold, windy, blinding, blustery, biting, bleep, bleep, bleep fog:-)

When most of us were dragging, one of us was not,
Melanie would zip around, endless energy she has got!!
She was energized by Harlan & Peggy's treats, the rest of us would just roam,
But, Harlan we just have to know, are you still carrying around those scones???????

And then in a twinkling, Maeve said "Head for the bus!!"
Only one more slippery slope to descend, not TOO much of a challenge for us!
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Down that slippery slope Vicki and Dave came with a bound!!!!

To get dry and warm was our goal;  BUT HOW??
Jane's answer, "What I wouldn't give for a hot flash right now:-"
Marcie"s suggestion of a tea room made us content as could be,
Irish education continued with the discovery of Irish coffee....
And for Carol, her answer was easy and fun!...
She would meet her new best Irish friend -- Jamison!!!!

John Martin Murphy at dinner that night,
Sang us "Danny Boy", and everything was right:)
He gave us scones, shared bottles of liquor; told stories and rhymes,
Said, "The day was SO windy, a hen laid the same egg 7 times:-"

Colorful and happy Eyries, like something out of a Dr. Seuss Book,
Many bought fun funky gloves, and the village wedding made everyone look:)
We had a beautiful coastal walk, pretty rocks, spectacular views;
The day concluded with Maeve's concert, sitting in "Church of Ireland" pews.

We explored the Lakes of Killarny, 14 miles of it by open top boat,
Searching for Eagles and docking on islands, after leaving near Ross Castle moat.
More awesome sites, woodlands, old bridges and waterfalls; as we walked the Kerry way;
More laughs, outdoor dining, and memories, between there and Kenmare Bay.

We were introduced to Daniel O'Connell, and invited into his home.
Walked beautiful gardens, observed dating snails; ate lunch at the beach on the sand:)
Maeve wrapped up our Ireland tour on this port,
Just one last stop...Staige Round Stone Fort!!

Thank you, friend Marcie, for inviting and promoting this trip,
And to friend and guide Maeve, for sharing your country, knowledge, and wit!
So raise your glass high, Put on a BIG Irish Grin!!
"Slanche" to all, We now are all kin!!!!

Staigue Fort

Staigue Fort
Staigue or Staig (Irish: an Stéig or Caiseal Stéig) is a partly ruined stone ring fort three miles west of Sneem on the Iveragh peninsula in County Kerry, Ireland. The fort is thought to have been built during the late Iron Age, probably somewhere between 300 and 400 AD, as a defensive stronghold for a local lord or king.

Staigue Fort, in Castlecove County Kerry, is one of the finest example of a stone fort in Ireland and is about 2,500 years old. One of the finest examples of a stone fort in Ireland, Staigue Fort or as it is known in Gaelic Cathair Na Stéige in Castlecove County Kerry, is about 2,500 years old.

It is in excellent condition and is thought to have been built in the first century BC. Little is know about its builders or indeed what it was used for. Perhaps it may have been built for religious reasons or to protect cattle. It may also have been an amphitheatre intended for some spectacle, a place to secure stock at night, an observatory, a symbol of wealth and status, or a place of defence and security.

It is built of stone common to the Castlecove district and is almost circular, measuring 27m in diameter. The wall is almost 4 metres thick at the base and 2 metres thick at the top. The north side is still perfectly preserved with some of the old coping stones still in position. The wall is 5.5 metres high on the north and west sides. It has a square headed doorway and inside are two small chambers, one on the west side and the other on the north. The stairways, which are probably the most interesting feature of the fort, run inside the wall almost to the full height of the wall, and these stairs lead to narrow platforms on which the fort’s defenders stood.
 http://www.ireland.com/en-us/what-is-available/attractions-built-heritage/museums-and-attractions/destinations/republic-of-ireland/kerry/castlecove/all/1-75110/


Entrance to the fort

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View from the top of the wall - steps were built into the wall




Derrynane House and Grounds

Derrynane House (Irish: "Teach Dhoire Fhionáin") Derrynane House is the ancestral home of Daniel O'Connell, lawyer, politician and statesman. was the home of Irish politician and statesman,  It is now an Irish National Monument and part of a 320-acre National Park
Daniel O'Connell, the "Liberator" was the catholic lawyer and politician who negotiated limited Catholic emancipation in 1829. The O'Connells were an old Irish family (making their fortunes trading -- and smuggling).Daniel's uncle left him a fortune from the family business, which left Daniel the wherewithal to go into politics and "do some good." He had seen the discrimination against Catholics first hand, and was responsible for repealing many of the rigid laws that targeted Catholics.

Abbey Island








Pan on the fireplace


The carriage used to parade O'Connell after release from prison

The Chapel

The Gardens




Where O'Connell went to write
A fairy house

Floor of the round tower


An old Mass Path

 Penal Laws*
"In 1695 harsh penal laws were enforced, known as the 'popery code': Catholics were prohibited from buying land, bringing their children up as Catholics, and from entering the forces or the law. Catholics could no longer run for elected office, purchase land, or own property (such as horses) valued at more than 5 pounds. In the early years of the 18th century the ruling Protestants in Ireland passed these laws designed to strip the "backwards" Catholic population of remaining land, positions of influence and civil rights.
By 1778 Irish Catholics would own a meager 5% of Irish land. Furthermore, the Catholic educational system was outlawed and priests who did not conform to the laws could be branded on the face or castrated. As a result, much of Catholic church services and education and record keeping was forced underground, to operate only under extreme secrecy. The religion and culture were kept alive by secret open-air masses and illegal outdoor schools, known as 'hedge' schools. All Irish culture, music and education was banned. By the time of the census of 1841 the Irish were impoverished, landless and leaderless by the eve of the famine.
 http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~irlker/penallaws.html



Abbey ruins - a cemetary

The resting place of Daniel O'Connell's wife, Mary










Good advice



Lunch at the beach


Wildflowers along the beach path