DIngle

Sunday, Oct 26, Dingle Today we explored the Dingle peninsula and it was gorgeous. At the end of the peninsula is the raw Atlantic Ocean. It was rough and pounding on the rocks. The road at that point was one lane and narrow, hugging the cliff face. If it weren't for a 2' wall on the outside of the road, it would have been a harrowing drive. As it was, Cindy said very little. We went back to the Marina Inn for dinner once again and it was open session night for traditional music. We ate and listened to music from about 5:30 until 9, then walked around town a bit more before heading back to the house.