16.08.2009 - 17.08.2009 19 °C
I woke this morning to learn that Paul had been sick through the night, suspecting an acidic stomach (nothing to do with red wine & Guinness then?). We had an Irish breaky which was a bit lean, not as good as the welsh version. We decided to take the coastal road to Rosslare and go through Killarny national park.
WOW!! The Killarney national park has some jaw dropping scenery, we would stop; take some photos (with the bikes in shot of course) then saddle up feeling visually satisfied; go round the next bend and outcrop to find yet another jaw dropping view of a valley, mountain or lake. It truly was amazing scenery. We had to agree not to stop any more, as it was adding to much time to the journey.
When we left Killarney national park, we followed the coast road, which while nice an scenic, the experience was marred by crap tarmac, now I know why my dad wouldn't let paddy's do his drive. Seriously, these roads wore me down, they would bounce you out of your seat, which at 50 miles an hour, gets boring and with no way to see some of the undulations, the going was rough.
Overall, it was a very good decision to take the coastal road (thanks Conner), 800+ miles already with Wales to Hampshire next and another flippen 3 hour ferryoller coaster, aaagghh.