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The next morning, Saturday, we decided that both couples would go separate ways.. Sandy and I headed out to Brandon Point, down an extremely narrow lane road where the posted speed limit was still 80 kmh. The Point was a spectacular cliff with a brisk wind blowing and the skies clear. Great views over the islands. Next, we tackled the mountainous climb over the Dingle Peninsula (Connor Pass) to the town of Dingle. There were spectacular views over the climb, and more of the tight squeezes on the road, but the traffic moved slower, and buses weren’t allowed.

We stretched our legs and then did the circle tour around the Coastal road, where we stopped for lunch and paid to visit an ancient fort – in existence for over 2000 years. Back at Dingle a few hours later, we wandered through town before we settled on a B&B – Murphy’s Bar. We walked off our supper, and then went back to Murphy’s in time to get bar seats for the evening’s musical group: Tincean. The sound was like the Irish Rovers, but the themes were more political and historical. It was a marvelous 2 hours of wild music.

Early in the 2 hour set, an elderly (well, he was older than me, I think) sat beside me and started to chat with me. For a while, I thought he was speaking Gaelic, but then I realized that I was hearing some English words, so I really concentrated on trying to follow. Apparently his daughter was getting married and she and her friends were coming to the bar for a “hen party”. And, soon they did! The bride-to-be had had way too much, but that didn’t slow her down until gravity lowered her eye-level to the floor after an impromptu dance on a table. Thankfully, daddy had left earlier, and equally lucky was that the belle of the bar was not injured on flying furniture nor broken glass. And the band played on!!!

I bought the band’s CD!