Its Thursday morning here in Bantry, a delightful little town with a wide selection of shops all living in what appear to be gingerbread cottages painted bright colours. We are exploring the local area, and on our way to the Beara Peninsula, one of three or four which extend out into the atlantic off the south west coast of Ireland. Next stop is a coffee shop and then on into the wind, rain and fog which seems ubiquitous and ever-present here. Hopefully the conditions will jsut add to the scenery.
We are staying in a wonderful cottage overlooking the atlantic ocean just ourside the town of Schull, which the maritime charts list as Skull. Unfortunately, I am sick with the flu, so have not been able to get out and about as much as we would like.
One compensation has been that I can get some reading done. Highlight has been Marilynne Robinson's extraordinarily moving novel Home, but have also been delving into a couple of Ian Rankin crime books.
Next step is not clear. We head off from Schull on Saturday, maybe towards the Dingle Peninsula. General direction is to head north along Ireland's western coast. While we may not be living dangerously, we are gradually coming to rely more on serendipity as a guiding principle.
Apologies for the brevity, but I am not up to a longer account!
mike
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