We have a new driving technique, which seems to be working nicely. Phil is adapting to the oncoming collision roads, and we haven’t hit any sheep lately. Our new motto is DRIVE SLOW. We are much more comfortable and safe in doing it.
We started up the day by taking a Sky Way drive along the peninsula of Clifden. This is some of the most beautiful seacoast we’ve seen thus far on the trip. It’s right out of a James Joyce novel. Here is a shot overlooking the tip of the Peninsula.
After filling up the tank with gas for the first time, which only cost us $55 US (split that 3 ways and it’s not too bad) we got back on the road and went up to Kylemore Abbey, which has become a tourist dump. We still managed to get some nice shots and moved on. Further down the loch is where we got some really nice sight seeing as well.
Then we took one of the nicest roads through the Conemara along the 12 Pins and saw some beautiful country and stopped by a mountain stream where me father got a soggy bottom from this prone position.
After lunchtime in a town called “Recess” (I know) we rode over to Clonbur, the town of my Great Grandmother, Mary (Conroy) Farraher. We got an 80 year old bar keeper to give us the location of the place and found it. It took us a while, but Bob pulled out the ole’ tin whistle and dedicated a song to Mary Farragher.
Finally we arrived at Cong, which we decided to bed down for the night, but not before contacting Jimmy Farragher who joined us at Dunagher’s pub for a pint over traditional Irish music and family info. Jim then took us over to the Cong cemetery and showed us some of the family gravestones, which allowed me to get more info for the old family tree. Jimmy also invited us to meet the Farragher family at 11 AM on Sunday morning, which we are all looking forward too. Enjoy the pics, we’re having a ball.
We started up the day by taking a Sky Way drive along the peninsula of Clifden. This is some of the most beautiful seacoast we’ve seen thus far on the trip. It’s right out of a James Joyce novel. Here is a shot overlooking the tip of the Peninsula.After filling up the tank with gas for the first time, which only cost us $55 US (split that 3 ways and it’s not too bad) we got back on the road and went up to Kylemore Abbey, which has become a tourist dump. We still managed to get some nice shots and moved on. Further down the loch is where we got some really nice sight seeing as well.
Then we took one of the nicest roads through the Conemara along the 12 Pins and saw some beautiful country and stopped by a mountain stream where me father got a soggy bottom from this prone position.
After lunchtime in a town called “Recess” (I know) we rode over to Clonbur, the town of my Great Grandmother, Mary (Conroy) Farraher. We got an 80 year old bar keeper to give us the location of the place and found it. It took us a while, but Bob pulled out the ole’ tin whistle and dedicated a song to Mary Farragher.
Finally we arrived at Cong, which we decided to bed down for the night, but not before contacting Jimmy Farragher who joined us at Dunagher’s pub for a pint over traditional Irish music and family info. Jim then took us over to the Cong cemetery and showed us some of the family gravestones, which allowed me to get more info for the old family tree. Jimmy also invited us to meet the Farragher family at 11 AM on Sunday morning, which we are all looking forward too. Enjoy the pics, we’re having a ball.
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