One day, with Kris behind the wheel of our rental car, we drove over to one of the neighboring peninsulas, The Beara, and then all the way out its very edge where a cable car takes you to Dursey Island - the westernmost point of Europe. There was a sign there that whimsically pointed the direction to Tir na nOg (which of course was also the title of the play that was the occasion of our first meeting one another). Kris took this picture there of us, little sweetheart...
We had to get up so early, well before dawn, the day we left London to fly to Cork and then the two hour or so drive up the coast. We were exhausted! But we rallied and made it out every day for long adventures, little sweetheart. This one finds us at the literal edge of Europe - Dursey Island off the Beara Pennisula. So far west, the next stop is New York (or maybe Greenland, actually)! Nice little signpost here pointing the way to Tir na nOg - Gaelic for "Land of Youth" and the title of play we met doing together...
Little sweetheart, on one of our day trips we actually got back in the car, instead of venturing out on foot.
Kilcrohane is at the edge of the middle of three peninsulas - The Beara, The Mizenhead and The Sheep's Head. The Sheep's Head was our peninsula but on one of little roadtrips, we headed up to the northernmost of them, The Beara.
At the edge of the Beara itself is a little island called Dursey. A fww other small islands - The Skelligs - also dot the coast, there. Here at the edge of The Beara is a little cable car that runs out to Dursey Island and from that very spot, Europe ends. It's the most western point, next stop, New York!
Kris took this picture of you and I together there at a whimsical little signpost marking the distance to New York (with the icon of a swimmer), to Trailhead and to the mythical Land of Youth or Tir n nOg - the title of the play that was the ocassion of our meeting one another.
What a wonderful day it was! Love you forever.
