A Goat and a Castle

There was a Southerly force 4 to 6 outside so we stayed put.
The rain was off and on during the day but it didn’t stop us going for walks, doing a bit of provisioning in the local shop and sometimes getting wet doing so.

Brian embarrassed me into doing a spring clean on Eureka and after dinner Jim and I went searching for Dun an Óir, a ruined O’Driscoll castle to the west of the harbour.

We upset a farmer on the way. ‘No Trespassing’ means what it says even if it’s written in English in a Gaeltacht.
I also discovered that Jim likes to walk and walk and doesn’t easily give up.
After crossing many fields and meeting a too friendly goat we climbed one last hill and there it was in front of us. Luckily the goat was gone on our journey back.

That night a surge started in the harbour in the early hours. Both Jim and I were up adjusting warps while the others slept but at least it had stopped raining while we did so.Read more