Keel. On the way in, the mountain calls your eye away from the road. Maybe that's why there is a yellow warning sign with the word 'Danger' written on it in big letters, without any hint of what that danger might be. Other than sheep. I wanted to stop and get a photo of Olivia under it, making her evil face, but that might have been courting disaster and the gods of Irony, really.
The beach is wide and long, with little dunes and shallow water. When we were there, two girls in pretty dresses came and paddled, then waded, then joined Olivia in kneeling in the water. They just came out without their swim stuff, but it made an atmospheric picture that made them seem Amish and Meaningful somehow. Like a grieving pair of sisters in a Synge play, perhaps.
The sun kept going in while the kids were in the sea, and coming out as soon as they dressed. Bodhi gets purple and shivery and Olivia stays in way too long and gets whiney. But they both love it.
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I am dizzy. So beautiful and so different from our beaches.
Oh how cool. Did you get dizzy ?
Nope, I was going too slowly. But I did one on the roundabout in the kids' playground and felt sick for the rest of the day! It's a weird thing about getting older, how your tolerance for spinning goes. And heights too, in my case.
Oh god, that's so beautiful! I want to go Ireland! Thank you for posting these, Jo.
Girl runs out ... girl runs in ... girl runs out...!
Heh.
Lots of running in and out, yes :)
Not all of Ireland looks like that, mind. The midlands are very flat and featureless. Except Kilkenny.
But Cork, Kerry, and all of the west are wonderful. Wicklow too, really. Perhaps less dramatic though. Although, see this photo of Killiney Bay - Bono's view :)
http://www.milk-moon.blogspot.com/
beautiful!!! thank you for bringing us there :)
and so good to know you can't handle spinning and heights anymore!! I noticed the same thing for me a while back and thought something was wrong with me! ahh, relief. Just old age :)
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