The Dingle Peninsula is considered by some to be the most beautiful part of Ireland. The peninsula is about ten miles wide and about forty miles long. The Slea Head Loop covers almost all the highlights in only thirty miles. It did take almost five hours with stops.
The Gallarus Oratory was built about 1300 years ago. Shaped like an upturned boat, it’s finely fitted stone walls are still waterproof. Some details here.
This lios or ring fort or fairy fort is an excellent example although this one is unexcavated. The circular interior is enclosed by an earthen bank and contains traces of three or four huts and a souterrain (underground structure) probably used for food storage and hiding place for the leader and family. It’s not very clear from the pictures but the bank rises almost fourteen feet above the interior.
The entry fee included the opportunity to pet and feed sheep and other animals. The sheep were fairly aggressive but turned away quickly when they realized that one had no food for them. Marilyn wanted everyone to see the dark brown sheep at the right of picture below. Bob was drawn to the black sheep. The donkeys are included just for fun.
Murphy’s Castle is an example of a ring fort with beehive huts (well, at least the foundations). It has a souterrain (defined before, read everything or miss some things) where the families stored food and hid from their enemies. As the sun enters the souterrain in the spring and autumn (through one of the doorways) it lights up a stone at the back of the tunnel.
One of the highlights of the trip was a visit to the Great Blasket Center. This is an excellent modern cultural museum about the life and times of the island. The largest of the islands, Great Basket, was the only inhabited island, with the exception of the lighthouse on Teareght (which looks like a pyramid). Life on the island was very primitive — no doctor, no priest, and little except about 100 acres of arable land and the bounty of the sea. More about the islands in general here and Great Blasket in particular here.
Almost every little harbor has a beach and, if the weather turns balmy, almost every beach has people enjoying the sun and the water. The stone houses are just filler. Actually, while awaiting dinner the night before, Bob went down to the pier and tested the water. It was not as cold as some of the springs or mountain streams we’ve been in.