An Irish Adventure ~ Chapter Six

Chuck's cross

(Privately shared on November 13, 2022 with a select group of friends). The photo above is Chuck’s cross that I left at Dunlough Castle. More photos can be found here.

As a reminder, words written in italics represent the original journal. Underlined words are edits for clarification within the original journal.  I’m also adding new notes in my journal as I share it, mostly historical information of the things I’ve seen and researched upon my return and random thoughts.  This will be represented in regular type.  

Correction:  Last chapter I referred to my rental as Mitzen View.  It is actually called Mizen View.

16 September ~ Mizen View

Up at 7ish to a beautiful serene morning.  Breakfast was toast x2 and lukewarm coffee.  But coffee of any temperature is still good.

The plan for today is to make a picnic and just go!  Can’t wait!

One of the reasons I wanted to come to Ireland was so that I could finally say goodbye to Chuck.  I planned on leaving his cross, my ring with his ashes and some of his ashes here.  

I’m on the coast, near Dunlough Castle.  I found a quiet place – a cove that might be good for Chuck but I asked him to show me a Charlie Rock of where he wants to be.  It is so serene and beautiful here.  He showed me two Charlie Rocks!  (A Charlie Rock is a stone with a white band around it, or a stone shaped like a heart.  I’ve been collecting them since his death in late 2017).  I decided to leave his cross at the castle and leave the ring closer to the sea.  I wrote him a letter and wedged it between the stones of the wall, and I hung the cross as securely as I could on the wall.  I know with time the elements will corrode the necklace but I hope the cross stays there forever.  I picked the side that isn’t facing the wind so hopefully it’ll hang for a long time, being protected from the elements.  The ring I placed in the nearby cove and wedged it tightly amongst the rocks.  I know Mother Ocean will eventually take what she wants, but hopefully it’ll stay there for a long time.  I then climbed back up the hill and blew bubbles and watched the wind carry them away.  Of course I cried when I was doing this but I feel good.  I will always love him.

16 September ~ Mizen Head

Again, so beautiful!  I ran into two Irishmen, Pat and Kiran, and they planned out my next trip for tomorrow.  They also said I did a great job planning my itinerary by myself.  Irish stamp of approval!

Durrus – Lunch at O’Sulleubhain’s Bar.  A half pint of Red Lager as I’m driving and a club sandwich.

16 September ~ Home Base (Mizen View)

After lunch I debated going to Bantry or just going back to the house.  In the end, I decided to go to Bantry and I”m glad I did.  Most shops were closed but it was still very pretty.

I picked up a bottle of wine.  Life is good again!

Back at the house I uploaded some cell phone photos to Facebook.  I’m exhausted as today was an emotional day but I am happy and content.

I forgot to mention Mizen Head.  So peaceful, and meeting Pat and Kiran was just a bonus.  I forgot to grab my regular cell phone so I don’t have a step counter but I know it was a lot.  Also, I climbed 100 steps up a steep incline.  I didn’t find a magnet at Mizen Head but I did get a key chain that I can turn into a magnet.  And as a bonus, it’s green!

It was so nice talking to Pat and Kiran.  I’m so glad they approve of my itinerary.  They were lovely to talk to and Kiran even drew a map for tomorrow’s excursion.

I’m getting more comfortable with driving and I think even Pierre would say I’m not getting worse!  I’m comfortable on wider lanes and am exhilarated down shifting and drifting the curves as long as I can see ahead. (Pierre doesn’t approve!). As far as one lane but really two lane roads, I found if someone is ahead of me, I’m good, because they will alert me if a car is coming in the opposite direction.  I was following some Britons and at one point I clocked going 72 km on a skinny lane!

Dunlough Fort was so special for obvious reasons.  The hike was well worth the effort but I missed my walking stick.  I don’t think Dad and Betsy could do it.

Off to bed.

Photo of Chuck’s cross hanging on the Castle wall.

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