The little hiking engines that could but couldn´t
Trip Start Jun 22, 2006
21Trip End Jul 12, 2006
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We again had a taxi ride out to the crossroads near An Bothar Pub where the dayŽs hike was to begin. WeŽd decked ourselves appropriately in layers with our expensive water-proof gear serving as our outer layer. We were in good spirits as we hiked in the pouring rain and our spirits never sagged even when hiking up the hill and being assaulted by sheets of rain that poured into every exposed orifice. It was impossible to see all our hiking markers as the visibility was next to nothing and soooooo....
Rebecca and I headed back the way weŽd come and walked back to the pub so we could call a taxi to take us to Cloghane (our final destination for that day). We also had a pot of tea at the pub and left puddles of rainwater in our wake. The taxi cost 35 euros and weŽd hiked about 8 kilometers out of the 20 or so we were supposed to do, but strangely we felt elated as we were comfortable in the fact that weŽd done our best and had been defeated by the weather demons and not due to lack of trying.
Once in Cloghane, we stripped off our soaked gear at OŽConnor's B&B and they put our wet things in their drying room. The weather naturally started clearing up in the afternoon and so I decided to go for a wee walk down the lane through the village. It was a very picturesque place situated on an inlet of Brandon Bay
Dinner at O'Connor's was surprisingly tasty - I had some zesty tomato soup and a goat cheese salad.
According to text messages I was still receiving from Shane in Tralee, he was attempting to find a place to stay in Castlegregory on Friday night. His messages had been thoughtful and romantic throughout the past few days so I found myself looking more and more forward to our reunion the next day. Little did I surmise at that point that it wasnŽt meant to be.