The day started out with a bit of rain, followed by a brilliant rainbow, but by the time we got the the beach at Inch the sun was full out. The tide was way out. Very hard sand, in fact a glider club had landed on the beach and loaded up their trailers and pulled out driving on the sand. I love the pattern the tide left on the sand.
As we travel west we climb upward and away from the sea for a while and take a few moments for a "photo stop." Don't the fields remind you of a crazy quilt? Apparently, in the summer each of the fields will be different colored depending on what is growing but this late in the year it is all grass. It's very restful on the eyes and stunningly beautiful in person. Also damp.
We pick up our guide, Bernard Groggin, and head west again. It was obvious that he knew a great deal about the area's history and so forth but he was boring in his presentation, yawn. He pointed out a dirt ring fort as well as a stone one. Also beehive house ruins.
The Blasket Islands are just off the tip of the Dingle Peninsula, were once home to a few hardy familes but no one lives there now. You can see the ruins of their homes in the second photo. It is possible to get a boat out to the islands and I think there is hiking. One of the islands is privately owned as a male bonding place.
here for information on more moves filmed in Ireland. We stop at a beach used in Far and Away for "Wave action" and it is pounding ashore as the tide is coming in!
Our last stop of the day is at the Gallarus Oratory a very old monastic site, the building is made of dry fit stone and does not leak! Behind the Oratory is Mount Brandon (and further north there is a town called Brandon), I wanted to be sure and mention that just for my son, Scott, who uses his middle name. His first name is Brandon. I'm collecting places named for him, Grin.