DAY 5
Dunquin to Ballycurrane  (28 kl or 17 miles)

Ballycurrane  is in the Waterford region of the peninsular, famous for the crystal glass ware known all over the world, the cost of which had destroyed more than one credit card.
The town was built in the shadows of the Ballycurrane Castle dating back to the 14th century.
 Today was a good day to test our legs, and put some miles on them at last. We are all feeling stronger now, In fact today was going to be  the lo ngest day of this sectionat about 18 miles, but maybe the most scenic

First sight of the ocean today

We left  Dunquin at about 9.30 and headed into the first uphill, from there we dropped down towards Clogher and the ocean.

 Three miles of foot soothing salt water today, I always feel a calm when Im at the ocean

This was a real change today, as after long treks across farm land and marshes, we finally arrived at Smerwick on the shores of Smerwick Harbor, and here we took off the boots and bare footed it for miles along the shore, I personally walked most of it in the ocean. Being back at the sea made me feel a home and all was good in the world.

At times we had to traverse from one beach to another by hiking along the cliffs in between. At some point along the last cliff, one shoe lace got hooked into a lace clasp on the other boot, and sent me ass over tip along the edge next to this cliff.. I landed on my knee first so guess who's limping a bit. Just glad I didn't take a trip into the ocean 60 ft down. Tore the clasp out of my new boot which  really sucks

From there we made it into Ballydavid for lunch in the harbor. I had grilled Hake with salad, something to be said for clean foods, tastes soooo good.

I got a kick out of sitting there and watching a fellow drive by on an original condition Norton A20 from about 1945, after lunch I thought I saw where he parked so I went looking as I wanted to chat with him about the bike, but to no avail.
Onwards to Ballyroe through boreens , farms, bogs, and country lanes.

Made it into Ballycurrane at 4.30 to find the BandB didn't have our reservation, they found us a place anyway. So it's dinner in the pub , and game of cards, and bed, as tomorrow is a son of a biscuit , with a 2400 ft climb right out of the box.