the longer we’ll stay together.
If you’ve never hiked with Rebecca, you might not understand this country song.
Anyway, today we had a short drive to Killarney. Believing the weather forecast, we opted for walking to Killarney National Park rather than driving.
We found our way to the park via a road that passed a Ross Golf Course. I thought maybe it was a Donald Ross design, but it was named after the castle.
The park is the first national park in Ireland. It is noted for three big lakes, mountains, blogs, old trees and red deer. We didn’t make it to the mountains, but we did slog through some boggyness.
A long walk later we found our way back to town, where we found an Irish pub (imagine that).
I have a new favorite sport: Hurling. Hurling is like lacrosse rugby. The players wear helmets and no other armor. They run around with a large wooden spoon and crash into each other a lot.
The most amazing aspect is they will be running with the sliotar (a ball that looks like a baseball), then they’ll toss it up and smack it with their spoon at more than three hundred feet, as often as not through a football-looking goalpost for a point. There’s a soccer goal-looking target worth three points, but I did not see it scored (watching on the tele).
Bonus coverage:. Here’s a view of the Murphy Pub from the Dingle Docks.