I am a daylight atheist.
A full day to explore Dingle, bike and hike to Eask Tower, horse riding, search for Fungie in the harbour or visit Great Blasket Island – so many options for a single one day so we rose early, headed down to breakfast and saw the fog enshrouding the bay. Thoughts of hiking, biking or sailing dissipated as quickly as the boat disappeared into the foggy expanse, we dallied over a magnificent breakfast spread contemplating the sightseeing options closer to town. Perhaps we can risk a walk out to the harbour entrance to see the 19th Century folly?
The grey mist persisted until after lunch but we walked out to the harbour entrance and sat under the folly watching tour boats searching forlornly for Fungie the dolphin; no Fungie, no cost is their guarantee I think they made little money that day. The English fishing along the shore no doubt happy that the dolphin was not there to scare the fish away.
Back in town, we lingered over lunch and in St. Joseph’s Convent we listened to the narration explaining the illumination of master craftsman Harry Clark’s six stained glass windows depicting scenes of the life of Christ. Outside the Sisters lie together under the spreading boughs of an old tree, their service to God complete they rest eternally in their adopted home.
An interesting if bleak day but the sun did emerge to bring colour to our Dingle stay.