The Wicklows

 As per usual on this trip, we found a less well travelled way back to Dublin today...or maybe not as less well travelled as we had hoped.

Getting out of Kilkenny sure was easier than getting into it yesterday.  I suspect all the 'fat heads' from last nights night life might have been the reason.  Nobody was up and at it!

Like coming into Kilkenny yesterday we saw lots of diverse agriculture.  And again it was reasonably flat.  Beef cattle, dairy cattle, sheep, and lots of signs of grain growing dotted the landscape.

The Wicklow Mountains are just outside of Dublin.  They have been linked to Dublin in so many ways forever from conflict after conflict to todays tourism. Heck Guinness pipes its water in from the Wicklows!  It is a barren wasteland made up primarily of peat bog.  Our route cut right through the centre.  The road was narrow without any sign of guardrails or stone fences.  It was challenging but not as much so as some of our other drives have been.  But on the other hand, there were a lot of other people up enjoying the drive today.  It was Sunday and we suspect that 1/2 of the tourists in Dublin decided to see what the Wicklows had to offer.  The biggest problem was that an awful lot of them had very little understanding of the concept of sharing the road!  They had a lack of understanding of the narrowness and curvyness (I know that is not a word) of the road.

We arrived in Dublin by mid afternoon and returned our car.  I am not going to rant about car rental companies...but Jesus they are 'scam artists'!

Tomorrow we fly home.  It has been an incredible adventure.  We have thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.  A wrap up of the trip will take place within a couple of days.

Life is good!!!

Wicklow Mountain Valley

Wicklows

Wicklow 'selfie' - just for Patrik!

Wicklow Bog Land

One last beer...or maybe 2!

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