“Allow me to begin with a flat statement: The Dingle Peninsula which stretches out 30 miles from the county Kerry coast in southwestern Ireland is the most beautiful place on earth.”
- Boris Weintraub in the 1986 National Geographic “Traveler.”
|Skellig Hotel, Dingle Ireland|
|Bay view from hotel|
|Beehive Huts inhabited from ancient times to 1200 AD|
We arose early and had an Irish breakfast. For those of you who are not aware, an Irish breakfast consists of one friend egg, two sausages, 2 “strips” of bacon, 1 fried tomato, and a scoop of baked beans. Toast and butter is on the side, thank you. but with that said, Diana did find herself a treat at the breakfast buffet; fresh pickled herring and smoked mackerel.
Beautiful shorelines and mountains run the entire coast and one cannot imagine a more magical drive. We stopped everywhere possible to photograph churches, streams, castles, dilapidated and old ruins from before Christ to the 20th Century.
|Kilmalkadar circa 600 AD|
Ireland is truly a feast for the eyes and soul (stomach notwithstanding) and Dingle is the main course.
We photographed sheep, peat bogs, churches, ruins, the Atlantic Ocean, landscapes and anything that got in our way. The light was incredible ranging from misty to rainy to sunshine and clouds. If you will pardon the plagiarism, it is a moveable feast. It is almost more than one can take in at any given time.
While the Dingle Ring is short by most Irish standards, it is indeed a magical excursion.
(As I write, we have just come off the more famous Ring of Kerry and I can tell you that Kerry cannot even come close to comparing with Dingle…not taking away from Kerry, but skip Kerry and go right for Dingle).
We were tired but uplifted and so far, Dingle has been the highlight of our Irish adventures. All I can say is let the pictures speak for themselves.
|Where did that little leprechaun go?!|
Tune in tomorrow for the Ring of Kerry