Escape to Eire - Friday

Other parts of this series:
Escape to Eire - the beginning
Escape to Eire - Monday
Escape to Eire - Tuesday
Escape to Eire - Wednesday
Escape to Eire - Thursday  
Escape to Eire - Friday (this post)
Escape to Eire - Saturday


As I mentioned in the first post of this series, the whole reason C, D and I even met is that we are fans of the 1980s TV show Remington Steele.  In the final season of that series Mr. Steele inherits an Irish Castle. Ashford Castle was used for the exterior shots of Mr. Steele's castle (also called Ashford) though the interiors were filmed elsewhere.

We'd thought Ashford was out of our reach when we looked at the giant map of Ireland we'd bought in Dublin.  But what we finally realized when plotting courses on the GPS was that although the physical map of Ireland is as big as many physical maps of the US, it's only about 3 hours on the motorway to get from its west coast back to Dublin.  A bit giddy at the thought, and with nothing left to see in Doolin, we got up early and got on the road north to Ashford.

There was some road construction but we made it to Ashford in about two hours.  It's now a hotel so we had to buy tickets which allowed us to roam the grounds and garden. After taking photos from all kinds of different angles, we asked the doorman if it would be possible to go in the hotel.  We were thrilled to learn that was not an issue.  After all, how could we peruse the gift shop if we weren't allowed inside?



Ashford Castle from Loch Corrib

We dutifully bought our souvenirs and decided we had time for a pot of tea. It was very relaxing to sip our tea while looking out at the grounds and Loch Corrib.  We also managed to take home the wrap for the teapot's handle which prevents the person pouring from burning their fingers.  As it has the Ashford Crest it made a unique (and cheap) souvenir.

Then it was time to drive back to the Dublin area for our final night in the country. Fortunately most of the drive was on the motorway and we arrived around 5 pm at our hotel just outside of town, the Ritz-Carlton Powerscourt (now part of Marriott's Autograph Collection).  We may never stay in a hotel this nice again.

For some reason we were upgraded to a room with a (huge) patio.  We think the bellman enjoyed our enthusiasm as we were obviously not accustomed to such niceties. He placed our bags in the walk-in closet.  It was massive, with five doors on each side for us to store our clothes.  We kinda felt bad we weren't even going to bother to unpack since we'd only be there for one night.

In the bathroom was a huge soaking tub, a separate shower with rainforest showerhead and separate toilet stall. The double vanity had a large mirror over it with a TV embedded in it.  We were thrilled to see we'd each have a king bed.  Those twin beds get smaller each day!  On the nightstand between the beds was a touchpad that controlled the lights, curtain, thermostat and do-not-disturb sign on the door.



Ritz-Carlton Powerscourt

We toured the grounds a bit, needing to inspect the giant chess set up close and in person.  Unfortunately the door we exited locked behind us.  We walked to the side of the hotel intending to go back to the front entrance but were blocked by a gate.  We walked to the other side of the hotel and found a back entrance through the pub.  Since we were there we decided to go ahead and have dinner, which was quite tasty.

A bit later we went back downstairs to enjoy dessert at the main (aka expensive) restaurant, Gordon Ramsey at Powerscourt.  C enjoyed several raspberry desserts while I had an ice cream sampler.

Then it was time to go enjoy the traditional Irish music in the pub.  The two gents were quite good at the singing & playing part of the program though we had a bit of trouble understanding them when they spoke.  We were able to sing along with the crowd to Sweet Molly Malone, that traditional Irish favorite, as well as Friends in Low Places and hum along with the Love Theme from The Godfather.

It was great fun but we knew we had a flight to catch the next day and we were really excited to try out those giant, fluffy beds!

Escape to Eire - Thursday

Other parts of this series:
Escape to Eire - the beginning
Escape to Eire - Monday
Escape to Eire - Tuesday
Escape to Eire - Wednesday
Escape to Eire - Thursday (this post)
Escape to Eire - Friday
Escape to Eire - Saturday

Once again we woke to gentle rain but it was time to get on the road.  We left Tralee and drove north, following the GPS directions.  We were a bit surprised when it instructed us to get on the ferry, but after consulting the map we agreed it was not only the most direct route but would save us having to drive through Shannon.  It was quite cool on deck as the wind was blowing very steadily, so we mostly stayed in the car and read our books.  We'd been so tired each evening we'd barely opened them.

After exiting the ferry we passed a true links-style golf course, so different from most of the courses here in the US.  It was fascinating to see all the terrain features that almost made it seem like a giant mini-golf course.  While we would have liked photos, it was still raining a bit (not enough to keep the golfers away) and there was really nowhere to park roadside so we continued the drive to the Cliffs of Moher.

There was a bit of fog along the shore when we arrived, so we spent a bit of time in the visitor center first.  We liked the way it was embedded in the hill so that it didn't detract from the natural beauty of the area.  After a bit of time the wind died down and much of the fog cleared so we spent a good half hour walking back & forth along the paths, trying to find the best angles to photograph.  We'd love to go back some day and see the cliffs from the water.

Our final B&B was in a little town called Doolin.  It's so small the GPS didn't even recognize it!  We learned it was a seasonal town...and October is not the season. The good thing is that once we got to the main intersection there were signs pointing to all the B&Bs and ours was very close.  We were able to leave our car there and walk the two blocks to the main shopping/business district.  That's a bit of a glamorous title for a strip with a hotel, a gift shop, the tourist information center, a fancier (but closed) restaurant and a pub.  Of course there was a pub.  We'd heard there was another pub in town but it wasn't in walking distance and we never found it.  No matter, we had a pretty tasty lunch there.

We checked out the tourist info center and decided we'd go to a nearby national park for the afternoon.  The Burren is named after the rocky, grass-covered hills found in the area.  The main one here was basically a small mountain.  It had a couple of attractions, a Birds of Prey Center and a giant cave.

We'd missed the last show at the Bird center but were told to wait until the keeper got all those birds settled and he'd show us around.  It turned out to work in our favor as we got to stand in the small show arena while Jamie, the keeper, trained a small Harris Hawk named Juan to catch food from a slingshot.  Juan would still get lazy from time to time and not catch the food, so Jamie would grab it off the ground before Juan could get back to it and wouldn't be rewarded for his laziness.  The cool part was that after awhile both C and I got to slip on the leather gauntlet and let Juan perch on our arm!  Wouldn't have gotten to do that if we'd been in time for the show.

Then we drove further up the mountain to Ailwee Cave.  The cave is at least 1 km deep though only half of that is open to the public.  It continues to be explored but there are features like 6m drops that may prevent more from ever being opened.  But it was interesting to see the things that had been discovered in its depths.

We got a little lost going back to Doolin in the dark but eventually found our way.  We really like the rooms at our B&B but the wi-fi was terrible.  Doolin was so small that we really didn't have anything left to do there the next morning but after consulting and re-checking our maps, we realized that we had time to do something we'd talked about, but didn't think we'd have time to do.

Escape to Eire - Wednesday

Other parts of this series:
Escape to Eire - the beginning
Escape to Eire - Monday
Escape to Eire - Tuesday
Escape to Eire - Wednesday (this post)
Escape to Eire - Thursday
Escape to Eire - Friday
Escape to Eire - Saturday



For all the rain that Ireland gets, we really only had one half of a day where the rain impacted our activities and that was Wednesday morning.  It was just misting after we left our B&B and headed to our morning activity, Muckross House.  As we walked toward the entrance we were asked if we wanted to go on a jaunting cart ride.  After inquiring we learned that was a two-wheeled cart pulled behind a single horse.  We hopped aboard and the driver gave us a bit of history about the property, which was beautiful and massive, and took us out to see one of the waterfalls.  By the time we were done with the jaunting cart it was raining pretty steadily so it was time to tour the house.

The house was built in the 1840s and has 65 rooms. In 1855 the owners were given 6 years’ notice that Queen Victoria would be visiting. The advance notice was so they could get the estate up to royal standards. The queen visited for two nights. The money spent preparing the estate was so substantial that it virtually bankrupted the owners who eventually had to sell the property. The final owners received the estate as a wedding gift from the bride’s father and when the bride died at a young age, her husband and her parents donated the estate to the country. It became the majority of what is now the 25,000-acre Killarney National Park.

We'd yet to see the west coast of the island so it was time to visit one of the peninsulas.  We'd thought about the more famous Ring of Kerry but were concerned about tour buses and such so we opted for the lesser-known Dingle Peninsula.  The good news was that the closer we got to the coast, the more sun we saw.  So the drive went from gloomy to sunny as we went from National roads to the smaller, narrower Regional roads.  Our small car suddenly seemed much larger.


We arrived in Dingle town and were immediately charmed.  Vibrant colors are everywhere, from the buildings to the boats. It's an artistic haven and the influence is evident. This region of the country is also heavily Gaelic and that's the only language you'll see on signs.

We checked in with the helpful tourist bureau and decided to drive the peninsula, hoping to make the full loop.  They pointed out the Famine Cottage and Beehive Hut as a place we should stop.  These were mortar-less buildings where farm families lived during the Great (Potato) Famine of the 19th century which had such a devastating effect on the country.  I'm glad we stopped here as I learned a good bit but that stop did put us behind schedule a bit as we needed to make it to Tralee in time to check into our next B&B.  We drove just a bit further where there was a nice place for a photo op.  The wind was blowing like crazy but it was beautifully green and sunny.

Driving back along the peninsula road we again marveled at how narrow they were - basically one lane - and how close the stacked stone walls were to the non-existent shoulder.  We had a bit of a scare as we whipped around one corner and found a sheep between the wall and the road.  Fortunately she didn't try to cross or she could have done serious damage to the car.  As much as we loved the coast, we were happy to get back on the wider National roads that now seemed 30% wider than they did before!

Our B&B in Tralee was quite nice but we can't say much for the town. We actually had to go to the next town for dinner though we really enjoyed that meal.  Our vacation was halfway over, sadly!

Escape to Eire - Tuesday

Other parts of this series:
Escape to Eire - the beginning
Escape to Eire - Monday
Escape to Eire - Tuesday (this post)
Escape to Eire - Wednesday
Escape to Eire - Thursday
Escape to Eire - Friday
Escape to Eire - Saturday

It rained heavily overnight but Tuesday morning was wonderfully sunny though much cooler.  We enjoyed chatting with the B&B owner over our pot of tea and then packed up the car and drove back into Kilkenny.


Kilkenny Castle Exterior

Our first stop was Kilkenny Castle.  We'd taken many photos of the exterior the prior evening but now was our chance to catch it in the sunlight.  Though the interior of the castle wasn't open for the day yet, we were now allowed inside the castle walls and were stunned at the massive park inside.  It was a gorgeous green with the sunlight playing on it and looked to be a wonderful place for a morning stroll.


Kilkenny Castle Interior

Once we were able to get our tickets for the castle interior we watched a short film about the history of the castle and were able to view parts of the foundation that dated back to the 12th century.  While we walked through the castle rooms (no photos inside, sadly) we were usually the only people touring so the docents were happy to answer any questions we had.

St. Canice's Cathedral

Just outside the castle were sightseeing trams made up to look like trains.  They drove through the streets of town with a recorded narration of what we were seeing.  It was a great overview and once it was done, we basically retraced its path to stop and take pictures of the things that had interested us.  St. Mary's church, the Black Abbey and St. Canice's church all were interesting.  We didn't really have the time (or want to spend the few extra dollars) to climb St. Canice's tower but it would probably have provided a great view of the town.

We ended up eating lunch at the Kytler Inn, named after one of the town's most famous residents in the late 13th & early 14th centuries.  She was a businesswoman who ran a roadside inn & pub as well as doing some money lending.  As he lay dying, her fourth husband mentioned his suspicion that he was being poisoned. Once he died, his children and those of her three previous husbands accused her of using poison and sorcery against their fathers. She was also accused of various other heresies such as denying the faith, sacrificing animals to demons and blasphemy.  The local bishop tried to have her arrested but her first brother-in-law was the Chancellor of Ireland and it is believed he helped her escape.  Her servant Petronella was not so fortunate and she was tortured and burned at the stake.  The bishop was eventually buried in St. Canice’s Cathedral.  Alice was never heard from again but her inn remains in the center of town. Much of the original structure is still visible, with low ceilings, fireplaces and charred beams verifying an intriguing history.  As the menu notes: many of the exposed brick arches and wooden beams were old when Columbus discovered America.

Then it was time to get on the road again and for our next driving lesson we took on National Roads.  These are typically narrow 2-lane highways with seem to be 6-inch shoulders.  Past the 6-inch shoulder is either a stacked stone wall or a hedgerow, many of which seem to lean toward the road such that it could almost form half of an arch.  As I was in the passenger seat I felt like half the time I was leaning way over the center console trying to keep the hedgerow from smacking me!  Silly, but C said that she always felt like she was practically driving on the center stripe to keep from running off on to the shoulder.  The giant trucks would fly by on the opposite side and it always felt like we narrowly escaped.  Even though C likes to drive fast both of us thought that driving the posted speed limit at times was way too dangerous..

We made it into Killarney in time to drop our luggage at the B&B before heading into town for dinner.  The town seemed quaint but by the time we'd finished eating it seemed most all the shops were closed.  As the drive had rather sucked the energy from us we drove back to the B&B in the gently falling rain.



Escape to Eire - Monday

Other parts of this series:

Escape to Eire - the beginning

Escape to Eire - Monday (this post)

Escape to Eire - Tuesday

Escape to Eire - Wednesday

Escape to Eire - Thursday

Escape to Eire - Friday

Escape to Eire - Saturday

After walking back to our hotel from our traditional Chinese-Irish dinner it didn't take long for us to fall asleep.  Though we only had twin beds, they were an upgrade from the angle-flat seats on the airplane the night before and we slept well.

The next morning we ate at the hotel restaurant which had a nice buffet.  We enjoyed listening to the mix of languages around us as we ate.

While the weather was cooler, the sun was out on this Monday so we left our umbrellas with our luggage and headed out to see what we'd missed the day before.  We found that street signs are not necessarily one of Ireland's strengths and ended up getting lost on our way there.  Fortunately a passing local was able to set us straight.

St. Patrick's Cathedral

We finally arrived at the national cathedral of the Church of Ireland, St. Patrick's.  It's a beautiful building next to a pretty park and parts of it date back to 1220 AD though a church has stood on this site since the 5th Century.  Just hard for me to comprehend things that old!

Once inside we had to step carefully as, like a lot of European churches, there are many graves/tombs on the floor.  The stained glass windows were beautiful and there were so many old relics on display, like a chair used by King William III when he visited the church to give thanks to God for his victory over King James (of Scotland/England) at the Battle of the Boyne in 1690.

Dublin Castle Exterior

Our last stop in the city was Dublin Castle. While waiting for our tour to begin we stopped for a snack in the café and had a great view overlooking the castle gardens. There was a Viking fortress here in the 930s and the Normans upgraded it to a stone & wood structure in the 1170s.  King John I of England ordered changes made in the early 1200s that give us the basic layout we see today.  We were even able to go below ground at the base of one of the corner towers to see the remains of these earlier structures and how they'd diverted a river around the property.  I really have a hard time imagining how old these buildings are!

Dublin Castle entrance from courtyard

The parts of the castle above ground are in excellent condition though they maintain much of their ancient look.  The castle is often used as a location for films.  This was one of the few castles that allowed us to take photos inside.  St. Patrick's Hall is still used for public functions, including the inauguration of the Irish President.  We also liked the throne that was built for King George IV, a man said to be six feet tall and six feet around.  His granddaughter Queen Victoria was so petite that a matching stool had to be made for her so that she'd be able to not only step up to sit in the chair, but to keep her feet from dangling too!

We'd thoroughly enjoyed our time in Dublin and hope to return someday but for now we had to get on the road.  Of course that meant driving again and even our GPS didn't help a whole lot when you have trouble locating street signs and streets keep changing names.  But we were finally able to wind our way out to the motorway.

As the motorway is quite like our interstate, we had no problems with the driving there.  It was only when we wanted to stop for lunch that we started noticing the differences.  We'd seen indications that there was food available at the exit but we got to the top of the ramp and didn't see any buildings.  (In fact, we rarely, if ever, saw business right at the top of exit ramps.)  We followed the coffee cup sign one direction but never found where this coffee was supposedly available.  We turned back, crossed to the other side of the motorway and there we found the town of Kilcullen.  After finding that the local pub didn't serve lunch, we were directed across the street to a small café run by a delightful lady named Carolyn with whom we had a nice chat.

Matt the Millers, Kilkenny

Mid-afternoon we reached our next stop, Kilkenny. We faced the typical Irish Mist which could leave us damp but it was only full-out raining off & on.  We scouted out Kilkenny Castle with plans to return the next day.  We stopped for dinner at Matt the Millers, a traditional pub in what appeared to be a former mill house.  The traditional Irish music was a nice side bonus.  Then it was back to our B&B for a good night's sleep.