The Blister and GB cycled in a big cycling event in The Burren last weekend, he in the 100km, she in the 60 km. Various friends and relatives also did the cycle, so there was a cheerful crowd. The day started wet and drizzly, the kitchen full of upside down bikes and people in lycra! Not being much into masochism, I was very happy to be staying behind in the big, warm, dry kitchen! I had excellent company in Major Pettigrew's Last Stand [by Helen Simonson] and a fine big mug of tea!
After a few chapters though, I noticed that the clouds had lifted and the sun was making a valiant effort. So I set off for the mountain behind the house. Not finding a path off the narrow lane to take me upwards, I climbed over a farmer's gate [after a furtive look around] and struck off across the fields. I was climbing as I went, and soon was on the typical limestone rock of The Burren, and still making tracks up the mountain. It is a breathtaking sight when you get up high enough. All of North Co. Clare is laid out before you, the rocky limestone stretching for miles, little cottages and farms, and Galway Bay off out to the west! I took a gazillion photos but you'll have to wait until I get home and organize them. Meanwhile, just close your eyes and picture a misty blue and green slice of heaven!
There were lots of hungry people 'round the table that evening and plenty of lasagne and curry for everyone. Then a walk to the village, to the pub which was full of more cyclists and everyone hail- fellow-well-met with everyone else!
It's very nice to be home!