Feeling Blessed: Day 11

Sunday, June 5, 2022

Day 11

Saturday June 4

James was worried yesterday that it was really time to think of the returning train tickets to Windsor. So before going to bed last night I got my computer and tried. We found the reasonable tickets again like the ones we had coming. But after trying three different creditcards and were always declained (?) we gave up.

First thing this morning we tried again. No luck. Frustration. Why? We even tried Kate's credit card. Used her email address. Everything we could think of. Then James used his phone and paid with apple card and ... bingo! The only issue is now whether we got the time right. When will we back with the plane from Dublin. The news ever since we started this trip is not good about our return flight. There had been chaos at the Dublin Airport and we were adviced to arrive 3 to 4 hours (?) early. For a flight at 7:20 am? Anyway, too early to worry about it yet.

Kate wanted to go to the Wicklow Mountains which are a little south of Dublin. They had been before with a group and loved it. We took the M1 which is close to the house. We had to drop 2 Euros into the toll basket. When we changed onto the M50 we had to pay toll too but no booth or basket. The friendly car rental lady had explained that to us (I explain later).

The M50 was quite busy and Kate was happy when we were off it and it was great country roads after that. After a while Kate thought we should stop at a cafe where we could get information. It was a really nice place.

I had a latte. I like it better than the Americano the others had.

Oh oh, David spied donuts. David and Kate shared a jam donut and James had one too. I had one with a custard filling. The others raved about the rasberry jam but the pits would have driven me crazy. We all declared that those donuts were the best. David said laughing that he regretted that he had only had a half.

The young man was very nice and friendly as we found every where, really everybody in Ireland is. People smile at you and go out of their way to help you. Drivers are patient and let you into a queue, things like that.

Anyway, he suggested we take the first right to take in the beautiful view at Sally Gap but there where not any special trails.

Wikipedia says: Sally Gap is one of the finest drives in Ireland. It is a mountain pass at an elevation of 500m (1640ft) above the sea level, located in County Wicklow, a region south of Dublin in the east of Ireland.

We had a bit of trouble finding 'the first right' but eventually decided we were on the right way. All the roads in Ireland seem to be quite narrow so we had to look for a safe way to stop to enjoy the view. Several of those little places were full but we finally came to just the perfect one. We walked to the edge of this.

The above walk was great. We had to tread carefully and help each other in spots but the view was so worth it. It was definitely a chilly day but we enjoyed it anyway.

We continued then to Glendalough (pronounced "glen-da-lock") and is said to be founded by St Kevin, a 6th century monk and hermit who settled in these mountains chosen for their remoteness, beauty and serenity.

Here we are in the Wicklow Mountains National Park Visitor Center.

We looked at the map and decided which trail to follow. Ah, so much loveliness to see in nature. Here just a few photos which as always don't really can give the true picture. Breath the air. Hear the birds. Hear the water rushing.

There was a lower lake.

And there was an upper lake but we did not walk around it. Too cold. Too far.

At that spot I saw this sign and thought it was hilarious. Swimming not allowed? Who would want to? Brrrrrrr.

The walk way was quite full with people so I was amazed when I detected some deer grazing in the woods. Fun. Hurray for zoom.

Then we took a detour into the Monastic City.

From the internet: Glendalough is home to one of the most important monastic sites in Ireland. This early Christian monastic settlement was founded by St. Kevin in the 6th century and from this developed the “Monastic City”. Most of the buildings that survive today date from the 10th through 12th centuries. Despite attacks by Vikings over the years, Glendalough thrived as one of Ireland’s great ecclesiastical foundations and schools of learning until the Normans destroyed the monastery in 1214 A.D. and the dioceses of Glendalough and Dublin were united.

I took a video in a complete circle around myself.

VIDEO (0:38 min)

By now it was 2:30 pm and we decided to make our way home because the drive will take a while. We were not in a hurry so we decided to take regular roads. First in the direction of Naas in the county of Kildare just to get an impression of the town. We thought that Kate and James' grandmother (Daddy's mom) was born there but then David found last night two different accounts of where she was born. We have to do some serious ancestry sleuthing.

But we stopped at a petrol station to pay the road from this morning on M50. Just like we were told most stations were doing it and yes they did. All you have to do is show your car license plate number. Oh yes, he also asked 'how many?' Just once = EUR3.20. We don't know how long you have until you pay if you accumulate several over several days.

Then we headed towards the town of Trim. Somewhere we saw a supermarket and stopped. James and I went in to do the shopping (milk, bread, apples, David's newspaper etc). The others stayed behind so we didn't have to "officially" park.

For dinner we still had the 2 fish pies we had bought in Clogherhead. All they needed was 35 minutes in the oven. Rhubarb pie, warmed in the turned-off oven, with cream ... perfect.