Monday, November 8, 2010

Lahinch Time

After a Saturday morning around the cottage (I must get pics to show the ‘new and improved’  Anagore Cottage) I drove to Lahinch to meet up with Winnie at the granny flat.  We ate salad and scones with tea, chatted and watched t.v. until Brendan O’Connor’s late talk show was over. 

 Sunday morning while Winnie attended the catholic church of Moy, I drove into town and walked the seaside promenade.  One can find many reasons to worship our Creator at such a place.  Surfers were riding waves far out from the shore and the sun shone ‘brilliantly’ perhaps as a kind and gentle precursor to the storm that would move in later in the day.  It’s an awesome place.  TYL

Folks out for a Sunday walk.  Liscannor is in the distance.

Winnie drove us down the coast, stopping along the way to view the shore.  Then it was up to Spanish Point to the Armada Inn where we strolled among a group of wedding attenders. (see the hotel link http://www.armadahotel.com.  Then we walked the halls and gathered info from wall hangings about the history of the Spanish Armada’s sad story along the Irish coast.  About 24 galleons (ships) were lost, due partly to faulty mapping by a cartographer.  (Clicking on the photo below may help you read this.  This link tells a bit of the history. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spanish_Armada_in_Ireland)



Then we drove to Quilty for a few pics.  It’s a place of more crashing waves and pretty houses overlooking it all.

From there we drove to Doonbeg village for a look, waved at a procession of wedding related cars from the hotel who honked their way through the streets.    Here's a Guinness sign we saw.
If you don't believe the hype, you've got to appreciate the humor.  They tell you "Guinness is good for you."

A few miles back down the road we drove to the beautiful Doonbeg Golf Course with its very impressive stone buildings and beautiful accommodations--adjacent to a course of traps for the golfer who loves the challenges of hills and tall grass and high ocean winds.  

It was time to head back to the flat, catch a bite to eat and try to beat the incoming weather.  The news reports showed folks preparing for flooding from rains and high seas.  Winnie agreed to stop for one more camera shot on the way back.   Here 'tis.


The rain did start before heading back, but was just a sprinkle.  Later on it poured buckets.  As I write in my bed, the sound of raindrops are lulling me to sleep.  More later…

            

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