We easily could have stayed longer everywhere we went, think this is a chronic problem with Southwest Ireland, or any of Ireland for that matter.

In Dingle we ate at the Smokehouse one night, and Fenton's the next.  The meals were excellent, and the folks at Fenton's went out of their way to acciommodate us as we had no reservations and they were full to the brim with a bunch of German tour folks. 

The morning we left Dingle dawned bright and sunny which made our walk on Inch Beach a real pleasure.  The caravans parked right on the beach amazed us, we're from California and as so, very well regulated as to where campers and trailers can go.  Early afternoon found us at Killarney and Muckross House.  Using advice from Michele, we bypassed the jaunting cart parking lot and ventured on to the proper entrance. After a good lunch in the modern craft shop we walked down to tour the House.  We also took a jaunting cart ride over to Torc Falls.  I had been to Muckross on two other occasions, but never had enough time to take the house tour or a cart ride.  The weather was ideal with lots of sun and big puffy white clouds overhead. 

After Muckross, we traveled up to Ladies' View and Moll's Gap, then over to Kenmare to stay for three nights.  The first item of business was laundry, and we were directed to a place just around the corner from our B&B.  We then went back to the B&B and walked down the path to town.  Dinner was at Foley's.  Food was big on our agenda and we ate plenty!.  Sondra headed for the place which provided Internet and wifi services so she could catch up on her blog.  Paul and I walked around Kenmare and window shopped. 

The next morning, we woke up to clouds and drizzle again.   It didn't stop our plans for doing the Ring of Kerry; so off we went.  We managed to see Sneem before the tour bus onslaught, and really enjoyed touring Derrynane House and learning more about Daniel O'Connell.  After Waterville, we turned off to the Skellig Ring and foillowed it around to Portmagee.  It was very scenic and invited lots of photo stops.   We had lunch at a pub in Portmagee.  When we arrived and walked in the door, the bar area was filled with very nicely dressed folks who were soon ushered in to the side dining room.  After thinking about it, we decided it was a wake or some sort of affair connected with a funeral.  As we went on our way, we met a large funeral procession coming the opposite direction.  Don't know whether it was the same person or not, but there certainly were a log of people involved.    We opted out of the Kerry Bog Village as it is a stop for every tour bus on the Ring.  The museum at Connemara National Park covers bogs and peat very nicely.   Back in Kenmare, dinner was at Prego's,  thanks to Michele.  It was  excellent.

Rain again, all three peninsulas were toured in clouds and drizzle, but we didn't complain.  Our first stop on the Beara Peninsula was Dereen Gardens.  It was pretty wet and drippy, no one was about; so we opted to skip it.  Walking under very wet trees just didn't entice us.  On down the peninsula, we found a road which went closer to the bay and water so we turned off and journeyed in that direction.  A word here aboiut the GPS.  Her name was Gloria Garmin and she was mute, we never turned on her voice, probably a good thing as who knows what she would have said when we took initiative and got off the beaten track.  Gloria served us well though.  In our estimation, the Beara was our favorite.  Think it was because it isn't as well traveled as Dingle and Kerry.  We were sent on a detour which took us on a road one track wide with grass growing in the middle.  Fortunately there wasn't much traffic.  After lunch at Castletownbere, we decided to forgo Healey Pass in the clouds and fog, and took the other route back to Kenmare.  In doing so we passed a sign denoting Inchaquin Park and waterfall.  We followed the road, another track with grass in the middle, past beautiful loughs, lots of sheep in and out of the fence, and a group of men piling up logs for fencing.  The falls made our trip.  They are awe inspiging.  We were the only ones there, and the owner of the land took us in his four-wheel drive up to the top of the falls where we could see forever on both sides of the mountain.  This was a serendipitous moment, and one we will keep in our memories forever.  The place doesn't look real, it is idyllic.  Back to Kenmare, dinner at P.J. McCarthy's listening to an early session.

Kinsale the next day.