Traveling in November when the Fall colors were in full bloom and the orange, yellow gold and red hues gleamed in the sunlight. No crowds and lots of rainbows.
Stayed in Dingle. One day hiked a portion of the Gap Of Dunloe, returned to my car and then drove over it.
Kates cottage was closed as were a few restaurants in Dingle but made no difference to me. Could drive Slead Head without being behind tour buses.
Over the whole route of the Gap Of Dunloe I came across only 2 rock climbers, 1 cyclist, 1 trap driver with 2 passengers, 2 lorries, 4 cars and countless sheep. Most gorgeous day ever! Loved the solitude.
Sitting in Foxy Johns hardware store/pub. So unique. Walked in to find 2 men sitting at opposite ends of the tiny bar. Ordered my pint. Thanked the young bar keep for adding the shamrock to the Guinness foam. Got the “ where in the States are you from query. “
Then the older man who was working a cross word asked another older man sitting at the opposite end bar who was Romneys running mate in the 2012 election? No response.
I spoke up, “ Paul Ryan.” The Poli Sci degree paid off.
Jeer Point Abbey. No one there but me.
As I walked back to my BnB in Dingle heard some lively music and peered through some windows to see children learning to dance. Stood there smiling. Endearing to see Irish traditional dance being taught.
EDIT: how could I forget my embarrassment when I first laid eyes on the island? Was flying from London on a cloudy day. Window seat.
Kept looking out the window for a break in the clouds. Had ALWAYS wanted to go to Ireland. Was extremely emotional about getting there. Finally the clouds parted and I saw it.
Initial reaction which caused laughter in the cabin and my chagrin....
"___T it really is that green. "
Totally memorable moment which I now recall with fondness.