Today was a bit of a connection day, seeing as we actually did just part of what can be a rather longer journey that goes all the way on to Gougane Barra (our destination for tomorrow). However, we were both glad to keep it short, as I confess my feet were still recovering from the various labors they’ve been put through in the days previous.
We set out from Glengarriff on the highway, which happily had a full sidewalk and not so much traffic as to be unpleasant.
Taken from the bridge just outside Glengarriff – we had a visit to the nearby islands come highly recommended but we simply didn’t have the time. If you find yourself here with a rest day… check it out?
Turning off onto the perfect woodland lane
As far as stiles to start the day with, this one is one of the rather more inviting ones thus far
The path does get a bit rougher, but at least there’s a path!
….okay maybe I spoke too soon
Goodbye, Bantry Bay!
Once again the painted yellow arrows are our friends. Protip: If you do this walking section of the Beara Way (between the highway outside Glengarriff and the country roads on the way to Kealkill/Gougane Barra), watch for these arrows, as there are few bits where the waymark is a little unclear. You WILL find a painted yellow arrow within easy view of the last waymark. The most confusing bit we encountered we ended up trending rightwards (towards the country road below) but there were a few hazy spots so just keep this in mind.
High quality bridgeworks here
One of my favorite waymarks so far. Arrows FIGHT
Eventually you’ll be coming down, leaving this waymark behind you, heading towards a road. You won’t have the faintest idea of exactly which way to go, but hint, it doesn’t matter, because you’re going to the road, which runs across the entire section of terrain directly in front of you. So… yeah just go
A proper road brings with it signs, but they aren’t always signs that are actually helpful. I’m sure these shapes mean something…
LAMBS OF THE DAY
One red bud on all the blue sky…
Wait are the little yellow men telling me to dig my own trail now? Oh wait…
Irish country road: two lanes and a sidewalk in one space efficient package
One final look across the countryside
We rolled into Pierson’s Bridge and the Bridge House B&B/Restaurant/Bar/All Purpose Salve For Your Needs at a reasonable hour, and I am not gonna lie, my feet were real real glad we weren’t going any further today. After a pleasant dinner and a few beers (spent oddly hushed as an epic bingo tournament taught us all manner of local numerical idioms such as 10==Downing Street) we got ourselves to bed early in preparation for a longer day on the morrow. But given the state of our feet, we called ahead and extended our next reservation for an extra night, so at least we knew we had a rest day coming – if we could make it through the next stint of walking. It sounded reasonable enough… at the time…