Harbour Nights Bed and Breakfast
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... pull up to the beach, park in the sand, set out their deck chairs, and read the newspaper right next to their car pretty much as far from the water as possible. We saw the same phenomenon at Rossbeigh Strand. Classic!
After the beach we headed into the town of Dingle. Jen and I were there back in 2001, but I ...
... We can't actually walk the fort until it is shored up.
After this we check out the Famine houses. They have a unintentional petting zoo on the way up to the buildings. So we stop to pet the donkeys, horses, goats and dogs. Once you get to the top you can see the houses. They have an excellent exhibit of what happened during the potato famine in the 1844 -1849. The potatoes, which was the crop of the poor folks, had a blight and they rotted in ...
... for our lunch, we stumble into a town or rather village, that's not on any map but a pub with picnic tables overlooking a small beach seems the perfect setting for our picnic. The beach reminds us of Children's Beach in La Jolla where the seals congregate, only this beach is minus seals, but just as small. The boys commiserate over not having their swim suits, but that doesn't stop them form clambering over the rocks and playing at the shores edge. We grab a pint and as the sun ...
... player joined in not knowing the songs at all. Our last was a Dingle music pub crawl....there must be 14 pubs in this little town and we would listen outside one and decide if we wanted to go in or not. What's so great is the variety of styles...it's all Irish music, but it can have any combinations of instruments....guitar, fiddle, bodhran (Irish drum), accordian, concertina, banjo, penny whistle.
Our days on the Dingle Peninsula were spent at ...
... than ever before.
Hurricanes were far from our minds as we were sailing down to Porto Santo,the sun was shining and the weather fair.
We knew there was depression approaching us,it was forecasted 1006 and a Force 6 nothing to worry about.
However as I was coming off my watch it was blowing a good Force 6 and we had taken in a few reefs and reduced the jib a good bit.
Our Skipper was on next and conditions got worse so he reduced more sail.
I have a barometer ...