Monday, 8/22/11, Kenmare to Killarney. We arose bright and early for our hike through Killarney National Park. Dennis the taxi driver didn’t take us as far as we wanted but it was a lovely day for walking and there was a minimum of sucking muck and rocks. The park is beautiful.
Along the way, we passed a sheep standing up on a rock, bleating his fool head off. I think he was lost and calling his herd. “Where are you?” It still haunts me.
We arrived at the pick-up spot where Dux the cab driver after a bit picked us up to transport us to the Mystic Rose Guest House. That was a different kind of place, I tell you, as was Kaynes, where we had dinner.
Back home to get ready for traveling to Iceland on the morrow. Another walk done!