We sat inside for most of the trip. After a while we could tell that we were sailing along the north side of the island towards the north harbour but we could only occasionally see land.
Then, suddenly I saw a mast go past the window. A sailing yacht was heading east only metres away from the ferry. I was really glad that we were not out in this weather.
The visibility was a little better in the harbour and there were a surprising number of yachts in there. Four or five. We walked along to the shop and café and Alison bought a postcard and we had a drink. Quite a few people were signing on for the 5k run. We had a little map showing the walking routes so we headed off towards the south harbour. There was also a yacht anchored in there, and a lot more room than it looked like in the pilot book pictures. From south harbour the well-marked path heads south to the point. I'm not sure where this picture was taken, but I'm sure that normally the views are stunning.
The path then heads north again back to the road and then off the road into the woods. It was brightening up a little and the the light was really interesting.
The fog was condensing on everything - my hair was quite wet. So were the hundreds of spider's webs.
Once we left the woods something went wrong and we got quite lost. Eventually we found we had gone around in a circle back to the road. We couldn't work out what we had done wrong so we kept to the road, which we knew wound around to the Heritage Centre.
Back at the north harbour we could see a little more than before. We had a good lunch at the café and met a group who were paddling around the area in currachs. They had come over the previous day and camped overnight. The had planned to visit the Fastnet rock today but didn't feel safe going in the conditions.
Sea kayaking is a popular activity in Ireland. It's nice to see people choosing to do it in traditional craft.
We also met a Breton family who had been on the other side of the pontoon for a day or two in Baltimore. They had made the trip in their own yacht. I'm not sure if they have radar or not. I hope so.
On the return trip on the ferry I noticed a card on the wall advertising a pub with music. It was quite a way out of town but we walked up there in the evening and had a really fine meal. The music was low key but there was an elderly banjo player who was really excellent. A group of German tourists listening included one chap who had learned some jigs on the flute and he joined in, playing beautifully.
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