We left Glengarriff via a narrow country lane that snaked its way up the mountainside. The road was like someone's driveway with tracks for each wheel and grass growing through the middle. We stopped to walk through the woods to a small waterfall before we continued on to Molly Gallivan's 200 year old cottage.

We arrived in the village of Kenmare for breakfast and while we were sitting in a cafe a bike rider arrived that we had passed three times on the trip there. Then we passed through Castlemaine, the home of the 'wild colonial boy'.

The next part of our day was travelling the Ring of Kerry which is a 179 km long scenic drive around the Iveragh Peninsular. It was a rugged green coastal landscape dotted with seaside villages and travelled by dozens of tourist coaches - all travelling the opposite way to us, thank goodness!

The next part of the "Wild Atlantic Way" was the
Dingle Peninsular. More rugged coastline, seaside villages, narrow roads and outstanding lookouts! At one stage the road was so narrow only one car could pass - I'm glad we were on the cliff side and the passing cars on the ocean side! And while we were lucky enough to have beautiful sunshine there was a biting wind off the ocean. We also drove onto Inch Beach where one lonely surfer was out on the waves.

Our accommodation for the night was at Emlagh House. Wow! Fantastic old country house in excellent condition with lovely old furniture and a heated bathroom floor! We stayed in the "Blackberry" room with views across the cow filled fields to the harbour where we sat and enjoyed a cold beverage.

After dinner we wandered into the village of Dingle to one of the local pubs to listen to a local Irish band. Anthony had to stay up late because they didn't start until 9 pm. He yawned his way through a 'Hop House 13'...