Ireland Ferry and early stops

So worried about the ferry crossing, but I loved it, I was out on deck a lot getting blasted but the crossing was relatively calm. Once we neared Rosslare the Irish Coastguard came and did an exercise off the end of the ferry, it was fantastic, how they manage to keep up with the ferry whilst flying the helicopter sideways I have no idea, I have photos but will upload later .............

Such friendly people and such beautiful scenery.

I stopped off at New Ross, which happens to be the town that John F Kennedy's great grandfather came from, he set sail to Boston during the Irish famine, there is a replica famine ship there - it was pouring with rain so had to venture out in all weather gear from head to toe. New Ross is on the River Barrow, which is a vast wide river. I have some photos but alas cannot load them just yet due to issues with my phone - see later in blog.

Next stop off was at Dunmore East, which I travelled to via a land outcrop called the Hook, at the Head of the Hook is a fantastic lighthouse, which is the WORLDS oldest working lighthouse - then I drove all the way back up the Hook, sea on all sides and caught the Passage East car ferry across the mouth of the River Barrow as it enters the sea.

At Dunmore East, camp site with a pitch overlooking the sea, and sunshine at last - so lovely. I was tempted to swim in the little cove but was not in the end quite brave enough. Did my first early morning jog out to the industrial harbour. Quite an affluent area.

Travelling onto Tramore, which is quite like a typical seaside town, but with the longest beach stretching out to stand dunes and a view across to the Hook lighthouse. In the distance are the Saltee Islands - a local (Paddy) told me a lad and his dad swam out to the island on a calm day and as it does the weather turned and they were stranded for 4 days before being rescued.

I loved the beach at Tramore, where I did a bit of wild camping, there is a spit of sand between the sea and an in land water lagoon and running on the spit early morning into the sunrise was magical. If you look on a map you can see the beach stretching eastward from Tramore on the South coast of Ireland, I ran/walked the full length.

It has been difficult blogging as WiFi is not available often, also my phone has stopped working so life has become difficult. It has opened my eyes to how much we use our phones for, for me at the moment locating camp sites and topping up my Euros, so testing times for me - pursuing all avenues and will get sorted. All my photos are in accessible at the moment - but will upload as soon as technology is restored.

I am now heading to Blarney near Cork, got an appointment at an award winning hair dressers to get a crop - photos to follow - I may kiss the Blarney stone whilst I am there.

Then friends friends friends at Kinsale Jazz, cannot wait .............