Sunday, 31 May 2026

Ireland 2026 - Lots of Sea and Sand

 
Sunday 24th May
 
We woke up to more wind and grey skies. We all said our goodbyes and set off in different directions. Quite a few were heading south down the WAW and a couple were heading to Dublin to catch ferries.
 
Our plan had been to drive up to Keem Beach and see a bit more of Achill Island but, to be honest, we just wanted to move off and try and find some better weather.
 
We headed east and I set Mrs Google to take us to Croagh Patrick View Discovery Point, but there was no room in the inn so to speak!  We took a turn round the car park and drove out.
 
By this stage the weather had improved - the sun was shining, the sky was blue, it was warm but it was still windy.
 
Next stop was Bertra Bay where we were met by a height barrier across the car park. Fortunately, there was room to park outside of car park. We took Rio for a walk which he really enjoyed.




Ireland's ultimate holy mountain is Croagh Patrick (nicknamed "the Reek") and looms behind Bertra Bay.  It rises 2,507 feet above the landscape, instantly recognizable by its striking, conical quartzite peak.  The mountain has been a sacred site for thousands of years, stretching back long before Christianity arrived. According to lore, Saint Patrick spent 40 days fasting and praying at the summit in the year 441 AD. It’s also where he supposedly gathered all the snakes in Ireland and chased them into the sea.  Long before St. Patrick, the mountain was called Cruachán Aigli and was a major gathering site for the Celtic harvest festival of Lughnasadh.




My lunch consisted of a blueberry muffin and a berry blast smoothie from a coffee van while Richard had a sandwich back in Kiwi!
 
We set off for what, hopefully, was going to be our park up for the night.  It was a place called Silver Strand (beach). We arrived at quite a large car park with just two cars in it.   We could see Achill Island across Clew Bay - it was lovely.  A few more cars came and went until we were on our own, well surrounded by fields of sheep.
 



We took Rio onto the beach but sadly to get to the main beach we would have had to cross a fairly deep stream, if we had had shorts on then we could have done it but we were both wearing jeans.  Still there was a little beach which Rio had to make do with.




We had a rather nice sunset to watch 🌅
 


Monday 25th May
 
A great quiet night’s sleep - it’s just what I needed.

 
We were in no rush so it was about 11am when we set off.
 
Our plan for the rest of the trip is to follow the WAW as much as possible, but there are places that are really not accessible in a 7.5 metre motorhome, so they will be missed out. There are 188 Discovery points along the WAW and the plan is, before we leave one point, to set Mrs Google to the next one.  I don’t want to have my nose in my phone as we are driving along as some of the scenery is fantastic.




We drove along the edge of Lough Doo - the scenery was absolutely stunning. Jem says that the valley is one of the most hauntingly beautiful landscapes in County Mayo - it certainly is.  However, the valley is best known for a tragic event during the Great Famine. In March 1849, hundreds of starving people were forced to walk from Louisburgh to Delphi Lodge in freezing conditions to be inspected by local officials for famine relief. After being turned away empty-handed, many died of exhaustion, hunger, and cold on the return journey through the valley.  There is a simple stone cross on the roadside as a memorial to the Doolough Valley Famine Memorial. It bears a poignant quote from Mahatma Gandhi: "How can men feel themselves honoured by the humiliation of their fellow beings?"




We drove on and found a coffee van beside the Lough. These vans are not the typical burger types of vans that you find parked up in British lay-bys. These seem to have a wonderful array of homemade cakes - there isn’t a fried egg in sight!  Today’s lunch was a toffee muffin with a peanut butter topping which I had warm. This is not going to be good for me!!
 
After the Lough we dropped  back down to sea level to Killary Fjord - a 10 mile stretch of water which separates County Galway and County Mayo.  The fjord is well known for its aquaculture with a salmon farm and mussel rafts.




Our next stop, only we didn’t stop, was Aasleagh Falls. Sadly, we missed the car park but you can still see the Falls from the road (I have borrowed a photo from the internet as I just couldn’t miss it out).


We stopped in a very small town called Leenane. It had a pub, a cafe, a gift shop and a very small grocery shop which sold the water and milk we wanted, so win, win!
 
We continued along the WAW passing Lough Fee and heading towards Renvyle. However, I saw, in the distance, a small peninsula with caravans on it, so we turned into the campsite, paid our money and “moored” up with a lovely view.



I am a planner and this trip is not going to be “planned” as such and driving into a campsite on a whim was certainly not on any agenda. I felt rather elated that I had managed to do something on the spur of the moment!
 
We took Rio for a walk on the beach which, of course, he thoroughly enjoyed.
 
An expensive site (£36) CD but, I guess, you pay for the view.

 
 
Tuesday 26th May
 
Another beautiful day but, sadly, the forecast isn’t too good.
 
We turned right out of the site onto the Connemara Loop heading towards Cleggan Harbour.   It is a Discovery Point but appears nothing special other than the pier was built in 1822.  The other reason the place is known is for a freak storm which in 1927 claimed the lives of 25 local fishermen.



We then drove to Claddaghduff where there is a tidal causeway over to Omey Island.  The tide was quite low but we didn’t really fancy it!    No one lives on the island now but for generations, Omey was a bustling community (home to over 400 people in the 19th century). However, its permanent population slowly dwindled over the decades. The island's last full-time, year-round resident was a well-known local named Pascal Whelan, a former Hollywood stuntman who lived there alone until his passing in 2017. 


The next excitement was to do the Sky Road Loop, a 10 mile circular loop. I’m still a bit confused as to which of three roads actually form the loop, but the view from the Discovery Point at the top was stunning.




We then went off in search of Lidl in Clifden, the first big town since Sligo.  It was a decent sized store though in Ireland alcohol is behind automatic doors which just open as you get there. There must be a good reason for it!  Well, there is, of course!  It is all due to Section 22 of the Public Health (Alcohol) Act, which officially came into force in Ireland in November 2020.  The core philosophy behind the legislation is that alcohol is not an ordinary grocery item. By forcing shops to hide it behind barriers or doors, the law aims to reduce impulse buying. If you want to buy alcohol, you have to make a conscious, intentional decision to walk through those doors to get it. I still don’t understand it though 😣
 
We were heading to Bunowen Bay but stopped off at Derrigimlagh Bog a vast, hauntingly beautiful blanket bog that is a major milestone site for world history. This single bog was the site of Guglielmo Marconi’s first commercial transatlantic wireless station in 1907, and it is also where Alcock and Brown crash-landed their plane in 1919, after completing the world's first non-stop transatlantic flight in 16 hours.  After landing, the aviators used Marconi’s nearby station to transmit the news of their triumph to London, effectively linking the two historic achievements of the site.  It is a 3 mile walk to see Marconi’s site and it is no dogs.
 
When we got to Bunowen Bay our stop for the night was to park against the harbour wall, a pretty amazing spot with a view over the bay and beach. We walked to the end of the pier and chatted with a local fisherman whose accent was so broad we could hardly understand him!




Also, from the van we could see the ruins of Bunowen Castle. It was built in the 16th century and was once the home of the “Pirate Queen”, Grace O’Malley and her husband Donal O’Flaherty. Sadly, in fell into a ruin after the Great Famine.


I’m going to try an experiment!  I keep being asked where we actually are so have decided to share our stop over What3words location.  If you have the app, by clicking on this link you should find where we were!
https://w3w.co/operate.shaming.tractors

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Ireland 2026 - Lots of Sea and Sand

  Sunday 24th May   We woke up to more wind and grey skies. We all said our goodbyes and set off in different directions. Quite a few were ...