Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Killarney National Park, Ballyseedy Castle, and the Dingle Peninsula (part 1)

After a quick stop in Cashel (we were only there one night), we moved on to the Castle du jour, Ballyseedy. Our route took us through Killarney, where we decided to stop and hopefully hike at Killarney National Park.

Yeah, not so much. The park is a Park... literally... hiking was not to be had. Some nice paths to meander... and, of course, a castle to view... also, so lovely vistas of County Kerry, but... the park left something to be lacking. We spent a couple hours wandering around and then headed on to Ballyseedy.

This was our splurge lodging for the trip. What a beautiful castle! I don't have any pictures of the exterior. Lori took a lot, though, and you can see pictures of the exterior on the Ballyseedy website. I should note that there are multiple spellings for the word Ballyseede/y. They are, apparently, both correct.

At the castle, apart from our huge room and a super awesome bartender named Paul, there were 2 fantastic canines that gave us loads of entertainment. Arthur, the Irish Wolfhound, was the most gentle, mellow, affectionate wolfhound I've met (besides the late Frankie, Debbie's wolfhound mix). He was there to lean on me and let me snuggle him right about the time I was most missing Tag and Noah. The other pup's name was Einstein. He was a black and white terrier mix with super intelligence. His favorite thing to do was fetch pieces of gravel that you threw for him. He'd collect the little stones in his mouth (I never threw more than five for fear he'd choke on them!), and you'd have to coerce him to drop them or... more usually... wait for him to decide to spit them out. More than once, I looked down from my bar stool to see Einstein standing there looking at a little pile of rocks he'd placed at my feet. Loved those dogs!

After Ballyseedy, we were off to Dingle. I have a few photos of Dingle to share with you here, but the bulk of my story about Dingle is for the next post, so you'll just have to check back again later :)

Enjoy.

The castle at Killarney National Park

Killarney NP


Jaunting cart. This horse gave me a good long look...


Killarney NP is smaller than it looks...

Our castle room at Ballyseedy.

The view

Arthur the Irish Wolfhound



The welcome donkeys of Ballyseedy


Arthur and Einstein

The welcome lion

Lion detail

beautiful weather followed us around Scotland AND Ireland

Lori posing with one of the suits of armor. I love this face!!

The beautiful Dingle peninsula.


A wet dog :)


And... lest we forget... Drive On Left. This rental car sucked. It smelled like cigarettes and the clutch was so tight I had a tough time shifting the lower gears. But I sure as hell didn't forget to drive on the left!

Monday, May 2, 2011

Cashel, Ireland (and other fun)

First, because it's always fun to imagine yourself as someone else...

This is Hufflepuff Me. And I'm totally considering getting those braids :)

Oh yeah... She's hot... she's brainy... she has an owl !
Check it out here!
Ah.... :)

Now on to Ireland.
Our first stop was Cashel (pronounced like Castle... with a lisp). At Cashel we find the Rock of Cashel, a large castle on the top of... well... a rock. Also, a beautiful and amazing abbey. Our hostel was right next to both the castle and the abbey, so we made quick work of visiting these places. The abbey was my favorite. Right in the middle of a field... no admission price, just read the info sign and then slip through the gate... oh, and navigate the herd of marauding young bulls. Yeah. They were just a little too curious for my comfort. But we survived them... and it was beautiful.

The abbey



The gang of bulls and our hostel in the background





The town of Cashel



Castle interior detail

Castle exterior







Ah the Emerald Isle. Not so stirring to me as Scotland. It's lovely... I just loved Scotland more.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Loch Ness and Pitlochry

Who knew I would stay in Loch Ness ever in my life?

Scotland is a magnificent place, full of beauty and surprise, and castles. Oh, and Highland cows. I did love the cows.

I fear I will sound like a broken record ... the rugged beauty of Scotland stole my heart away. I really can't wait to go back there some day and revel in its wildness and grandeur once again. We hiked in Cairngorms National Park, up the side of a mountain and down again. Her Majesty's Royal Air Force decided to give Lori a minor heart attack during our hike, as well, by buzzing the valley below us, which would have been less frightening overall if we had been able to see them through the trees instead of just hearing the screaming explosion of sound echoing off the valley walls. Lori's flight response kicked in, but she didn't run far, just far enough to grab my arm :)

The travel sloth finally makes his debut here, at least in my photos. He rode on the dash of the car the whole trip, but as I was the one driving, I don't have many photos to that effect. Had to keep my eyes on the road, ya know?

I didn't want it to end... Ireland could never measure up to the glory of Scotland... and truthfully it didn't, but that didn't stop me from enjoying my time there as well.

I hope you enjoy my photos!

Oh so many castles


On the shores of Loch Ness

Our hostel

A stack for Noah

Nessie?!

Lori, marveling at the gigantic black slugs on the trail


The awesome highland cows!




The view from the Pitlochry hostel

Castle Braemer, Cairngorms


The cackling phesants


Sloth!




A view of the valley






On our way back down through the heather with only a deer trail to guide us