Day 7 with a walk to Castlegregory (29 km or 18 miles)

Castlegregory  6/22/17
 Another longer day to stretch the legs all the way to this town of only 243 people ( yes, there are still pubs). This town is situated on the northern end of the Dingle Peninsular and is named after the castle built in the 16th century by Gregory Hoare.  This is the only place on the peninsular that still resembles a real classic village. This population of only 243 people is but one quarter of the people who lived here prior to the Great Irish Potato Famine of 1852

The day started with a scenic walk out of Cloghane and through the wetlands and towards the beach head.

We stayed at the best BandB of this trip so far and then spent last evening at the pub for curry dinner , and then getting another beating at cribbage by the girls. Just a great little village with a warm inviting vibe.

Dinner, a beer and a beating at cribbage,,,,again

We dropped down onto the beach and turned right for the next 8 miles, it was sand and more sand.
About half way along we came to a bit  of a river which was deep enough to get your feet wet if you didn't have boots. So, I carried Kerri across, then went back for Brian.
 Just to be clear, I didn't say ," Kerri was ALOT  heavier than Brian",  I said it felt like it,,,,,,,ooooh that's going to hurt when she reads this.

At the end of the beach, we turned right across a headland towards another few miles of beach, on the way over we ran into some horses that were free grazing, Kerri felt right at home.

The next beach was really rockier, but got us into Castlegregory in time for an afternoon tea.
 Thanks goodness they had an ATM, seeing as my credit card was now no use.  Dinner at Pisces

restaurant was the best, it's came recommended for its fish, but they mentioned mussels as we walked in, so Caroline and I made a pig of ourselves as you can see, then the fish meal, followed by a huge desert, I am going to struggle to slow my eating down when I get home, no way I could keep this consumption up.

A crappy nights sleep in a bed that was 6 inches too short, a bumping door all night from the wind, and a lump in the middle of the mattress that may have been the body of the person who was there the night before.
Breakfast on the other hand was excellent, I even had to ask what went into the omlette as it was so good.
Tomorrow we start the last leg of this first segment of the 250 miles.