It was my second day traveling through the Dingle Peninsula. I woke up very early in the small town of Annascaul and after a good breakfast at the hostel I got on the bike again.
Fortunately, the day had cleared and the thick clouds of the previous day had disappeared. I went back to Dingle. About 20 kilometers separate me with a slight ascent of about 400 meters of unevenness. The road winds through beautiful meadows until you reach the colorful and multicolored Dingle. The first thing I did was look for a hostel that I got without difficulty and took a good shower. It was still a clear day and it is in Ireland where the sun is most appreciated, not because of its rare habit of appearing, but because of the special shades it creates with the green, the blue of the Atlantic and the colorful houses of the villages.
I still had legs and a good handful of daylight hours, so I got back on the bike to make a circular route from Dingle. I headed towards Slea Head on a quiet walk to enjoy the spectacular views of the Blasket Islands. When I reached the westernmost point of the peninsula, where only the ocean separated me from the United States, I relaxed on the grass enjoying the beautiful views of the islands. The biggest one is also called the sleeping giant because of the curious formation that forms the island.
Then I went up to the town of Dunquinn along the coast line. In addition the area is full of Celtic monuments that add a mysterious unreal touch to this wild spot of Ireland. Thanks to the isolation offered by the geography of the place, in most of the west coast the Gaelic has endured and the Dingle Peninsula is one of the most important places of Irish language in the country.
I didn't have many days and I wanted to take a ferry in Dunquinn and visit the Blasket Islands. I left the place thinking that one day I would return and it is something I still have pending. I also wanted to get on Brandon Peak, the highest peak in the area.
I didn't have time for much more, so I went to the first pub to have a coke and went back to the starting point straight through Ventry to Dingle where I was waiting for a good seafood chowder (an incredible Irish specialty seafood soup) and bed.
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