Part one – Dublin
Part two – Leenane
Part three – Doolin and home

Saturday, September 14
This day was our leaving Dublin day. We had a very traditional breakfast in Kilkenny Cafe. Everyone was happy. We checked out and cabbed to the airport to get our rental car. Mission accomplished. 

Off to the west we went. It was a 4 hour drive. We stopped for lunch in a random town called Loughrea in a pub called the Old Triangle. It was ok. We had red ales, and three had the fish and chips and one the chicken curry. Pretty good. 

Then we went to Galway to buy groceries so we could make dinner that night. OMG. What a mess. We now know what all the Galwegians do on a Saturday afternoon.  Shop. The traffic was horrific. It must have taken an hour to find the Tesco which was hidden with no signage. The Google maps guy said it was there but to find it was a whole different thing. Anyway, we did buy things and off we went to find our house which we rented for five nights in a town called Leenane.

It was raining by now. Visibility was very poor from rain and mist. The roads got smaller. The hills got bigger, the rivers were overflowing their banks. We had to ford a pretty high water place. There was also, inexplicably, a ton of traffic coming the other way. The roads were narrow and this was Luther’s first day driving. We finally arrived. All of us were tired. Especially Luther. 

The house is a bit creaky and dated but the rooms are lovely. The views are to die for. What a beautiful place. The owner lives in Virginia. She spends summers here because she is a teacher. The rest of the year she rents it. A nice man named Conor Bogdan takes care of it for her and for the rentals.

We cooked in that evening. Pasta arrabbiata. I was pooped and hit the sack early.

I captured many pictures of Killary Fiord from the living room of the house during our stay. I will sprinkle them through.

Sunday, September 15
My mother’s birthday. Happy birthday Mom. Sadly, during the night I came down with a cold. I don’t think it is Covid. I have never had it so I can’t be sure, but by nightfall it still was cold symptoms. We are in the middle of nowhere so no medicine available. Tomorrow we go to another town with pharmacies.

This day we had already decided would be a down day. And that was good for me. Cindy and Bill did wash. We finally went out for lunch in the wee town of Leenane. It consists of a Pub, a Restaurant, a Cafe, a gift shop, and a sub-par “grocery”. The weather was fine. 

We chose Hamilton’s Bar and Restaurant. We chose it because of its menu. It was very good. One of the best meals we have had. I had the local mussels, farmed right in the Killary Fiord. So sweet, plump and clean. Luther had the seafood plate. Cindy had the Seafood Pie, and Bill had the Chicken Curry. All good.

We stopped off at the Purple Door Cafe and bought four ham and cheese sandwiches. They called them croque monsieurs. But they were not. No matter, it made a fine, quick dinner later.

Monday September 16

We traveled to visit the pretty waterfall, Aassleagh. On the river Erriff. Love those double letters! We even saw a huge salmon trying to leap up the falls. Cool! 

This one even has two fishermen trying their luck. Catching a salmon would be awesome!

There aren’t many trees on these barren hills so these pines caught my eye.

Then off we went to visit Westport. A city of 6,800 people but it seemed bigger. But! Gasp! About six kilometers out of town our tire pressure warning light came on. And the strangest thing, almost at that exact time we approached a gas station with a tire center. There had been nothing on this whole road until now. Turned out we had about a 2 inch long screw in the treads. The man in the garage could fix it, thankfully. Not sure what we would have done otherwise. We were really lucky!

Westport had a ton of pharmacies so we got some cold medicine. Not sure it will help much. Why do they sell this stuff that doesn’t work? 

We walked around the town. Really very pretty with colorful buildings. There was a pretty bridge with flowers on it, and a placid, shallow river. Lunch was at Covey’s. It was a hotel with restaurant and at night a bar that stays open late. Luther and I had the sea trout lunch special. Bill had the roast beef special, Cindy had the chicken curry because the chef is Indian. I don’t think it was as good as expected. Everything else was ok.

Then we did some grocery shopping in the big Tesco superstore. I got a roasted chicken for dinner and a giant baguette. And there will be salad. A perfect dinner. The ride back was beautiful. The hills are stark and bare. The valleys can be either green with sheep grazing, or moor-like with gorse and heather. A nice, if low key day.

Tuesday, September 17

Another beautiful day. Warm and clear. We decided to explore the other side of the fiord to a town called Letterfrack. To be honest there is not a lot to see there. There was a pretty abbey on the way. I bought a pair of fingerless gloves from a sweet old lady with a knitwear shop. She knitted it all herself. We got back to Leenane and tried to find lunch. A little hard so in the end we ate at the Purple Door. It was fine. I had the potato leek soup.

Back to the house and a little mishap with yet another tire. Luther clipped the stone wall on the way in and it destroyed the sidewall and scraped the metal under the door. So we called the Enterprise tyre help number and within a couple of hours we had a new tire. All’s well that ends well. Glad we had the full coverage.

An amazing sunset capped a lovely day.

Wednesday, September 18
We rose to another lovely morning. The fiord never disappoints with its ever changing moods. From placid sunsets to morning clouds hugging the slopes. We had booked a cruise on the fiord for this day. 

We drove down to Nancy’s Point…yep, named after me! And boarded a smallish catamaran named the Lady Conamarra. Such an amazing day was never seen in Western Ireland apparently. Everyone has been thanking us for bringing this weather. They didn’t have a summer this year, so this was their summer.  

On the cruise we learned the northern side of the fiord is the oldest by many millions of years. The south side is younger. There is a stark difference. The north side is much rockier and more rugged, less arable. The south side is softer with fields of green and forests.

Almost the entire fiord is being used for mussel farming. I ate them a couple days ago and they are the best I have ever eaten. There was also a salmon farm. One of the first ever they said.

The boat served food and drinks but we missed out. I guess you have to go sit down right away to get lunch. So we returned to Leenane for lunch. We went back to Hamilton’s the best place in town. And then bought fixin’s for dinner. In the evening we watched a DVD that was recommended by the boat guy. It was shot in Leenane and there happened to be a copy in the house. The name is The Field. Shot in 1990. We recognized all the areas. It was a very good movie set in the 1930’s, but very sad. It showed how hard life was around here back then.

Our final morning we said goodbye to the lovely Fiord. It was socked in with fog today. The many faces of the Fiord are endlessly interesting. Someone wrote a comment on a Facebook post I made that I had found where God lives. And I think I must agree.

Next stop, Doolin!

Part one – Dublin
Part two – Leenane
Part three – Doolin and home