A final morning in Inis Meain and a ferry ride to the largest Aran Island of Inis Mor
Angela,our hostess with a fund of information about the practicalities of living in such a barren place. A painting of her mother-in-law with traditional coloured crocheted shawl.
A full Irish breakfast with black and white pudding.
The local cemetery. Celtic crosses abound.
A traditional island boat, a currach. Wooden skeleton, with canvas -covering and then tarred.
Local fisherman out in a currach checking lobster pots.
Inis Meain considered the centre for full usage of Gaelic language.
Irish playwright, Synge, wrote plays such as Playboy of the Western World, in this cottage from 1898 to
1902. Notice the wooden hooks to secure the netting for the thatched covering.
It's only lunch time, but it is Ireland and so I had an Irish coffee to get me through the afternoon. John is trying to persuade me to drink Guinness and thinks he'll have me joining them for a regular pint before I leave Ireland.
A 20 minute ferry ride to Inis Mor. It is 14kms long and has a population of 900. Like the name?
We arrived at the busy port of Kilronan. Tourists and sports enthusiasts thronging the area.
The annual currach races.
We are staying in the centre of the island in Kilmurvey.
The Man of Aran B&B
A pot of tea and tea cake on our arrival
Birds aplenty in this garden too.
And insects...
1 comment:
Hi Meg and Mark! You do pick your destinations very well ... never seem to miss the good food and wonderful landscapes with plenty of history to take in. Best wishes.
Nick & Wendy
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