Rick Steve said to forget about Killarney and stay in Kenmare, as it is well situated between the Dingle peninsula and the Ring of Kerry, and you avoid the throngs of tourists waiting to board their busses. that’s what I did.

I Reverently decamped from the convent and drove the rental car from Tulla to Dingle and hung out there for an hour or so. It was bloated with tourists. Felt like Gatlinburg on the sea, only a bit more charming and lots older.

A quiet side street in Dingle

I took the more scenic route off the peninsula, crossing Connor Pass with dramatic views to the water on both sides. The pass is the toughest climb for a bicycle on the Wild Atlantic Way. I did it by car.

I made my way to Kenmare where I checked into the hostel (private room). Clean, orderly place, but no soul. I wandered the two main streets, found dinner and retired.

The next day, I decided to go for a ride. The original plan was to drive the Ring of Kerry, but I just felt like driving was not giving me the buzz. So I did a 20 mile loop with a steep climb, then a gradual climb to Moll’s Gap and back to town. It was a beautiful ride. A great way to finish the riding portion of the trip.

Tarn tootin’ on the Ring of Kerry.

Back in Kenmare, a Guinness, some shopping, and dinner at the hostel.

The last day on the road, I drove to Cork. I did a small bit of wandering, found a great market, and decided that, instead of going to Waterford, I would just proceed north towards Dublin.

After a night in Abbeyleix, I drove to a Dublin. I got into my room at the b&b by noon. By 1:00 PM, Frida was packed. So I walked downtown and did some more wandering. Visited the Famine Ship that is moored on the river, wandered back.

Out of 28 days in Ireland, I biked for fourteen days. I covered about 500 miles, with about 30,000 feet of climbing. Not a particularly tough tour as adventure cycling goes, but enough for me.

A 17 hour day of travel brought me home to Cathy.

Frida remains in her suitcase. Mmmnfff!

I think we end this tour with an enduring friendship, but no love affair.

As I finish this post, I am finishing. Guinness at The Dubliner, a DC Irish bar. Gotta cash out those Guinness in the bank.

Until the next adventure, a few parting shots

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