Goin' Dingling

Cody and I walked in to get Vicki some medicine, then we all headed out of Kenmare for Kilłarney National Park. Once again, Cody and I saw some gorgeous scenery. Once again, on the side of the road, but this time on private property, we found an old ruin. We wanted to go in, but thought better of it. 

Further on, we also saw the Torc waterfall.

As gorgeous as the waterfall was, it was the surrounding woods that were incredibly green and enticing. There are ferns everywhere and trees, alive and fallen, are covered with moss. All the Irish lore about leprechauns and the little people seemed quite appropriate and applicable here.

(Not a leprechaun. Just caught tying my shoes by my son. He'd better watch it.)

Vicki, unfortunately, did not feel up to this short walk - or any other. She stayed in the car, napping when possible.

Next stop was the Muckross Abbey. We skipped the horse and buggy tours of the entire Muckross estate. Things are starting to get pretty touristy. 

Here's the sign. If you want to know more, you read about it!

Relatives?

More green!

So we just arrived in Dingle. This is our B&B.

But this is our view from the front lawn.

Couldn't take that shot without cars or busses in it - too many now. We didn't know what a big deal the bank holiday this coming Monday was, and it seems that half the country will be making a long weekend of it somewhere. So we have lots of company.

Tonight, it's time to go Dingling. I may be alone, given the state of my traveling companions. But I will see Dingle.