Day 2: about 50 miles (for a person who normally works in miles all the road signs were in km, the person who had done the directions were in km’s, and I just went with I’ll peddle and get there when I get there). There were a lot of hills along the route, and I felt like I got to use all my gears to get me around today.
Marge, from the B and B, gave us a huge breakfast and peddling was the last thing on our minds afterwards. She gave us the left-over scones we hadn’t managed to eat with the breakfast for the bike ride (we would soon learn the scones would be presented at every B and B, café or by anyone giving food in Ireland).
It felt like a day of hidden coves and coastal villages, white sand beaches and ancient monuments. As we weren’t going too far mileage wise, we did a couple of detours to spot stone circles, and the route took us right past a ruined abbey. There were a lot of hills, not helped when cycling up one when a woman was walking downpipes up ‘oh it’s a long hill, you’ve got a long way to go yet’. I think she may need to work on her encouragement techniques.
We stopped in Rosscarbery for lunch, tea and sandwich making materials from the shop which we got to eat in a pretty square. We then headed onwards to our hostel for the night Russagh Mill just outside Skibbereen. This is a beautiful old stone mill building which had an eccentric Chris running the place, he spent most of our stay here talking about fairy’s and magic and certainly made me smile, he did give us a lift to the local supermarket to get supplies, offered us homemade poteen and had made a lovely ‘secret garden’ out the back where we ate our dinner.
Unfortunately, it was out of season for their garden veg. Otherwise, we could have helped ourselves to whatever was growing. They were taking a group out night kayaking on Lough Hyne because he said there was bioluminescence in the water, another thing related to fairies.
To Be Continued ….