Saturday 19 April 2008

18/04/08

Today we drove round to St Mullins where I had to exit the drivers' cab and get Daniel to negotiate the extremely narrow bridge with a difficult approach into the riverside carpark. Another ideal camping site - but we can't do everything as I am continually reminded.
We walked north along the River Barrow until we reached the point at which we had turned around the evening before. Along the way we saw a cow with calf which Daniel (aka Farm Boy) declared had very recently been calved; due to the afterbirth which was still hanging from its mother.
The calf was frantically having it's first feeding and when we saw them again an hour later the poor exhausted thing was laying down for desperately needed nap.

After our riverside amble we headed for Waterford with an ambitious plan to catch a factory tour before the end of the day and the weekend crowds. We were in luck, we enquired at the information desk and my attempt to front up with our 2-4-1 voucher and the €10 tour fee were waved aside, as we were quickly ushered onto an imminently departing tour. Let me not bore you with the details, but say that we were suitably impresed and not previously aware of the craftsmanship the goes into blowing and cutting crystal; I can now understand why two waterford crystal wine glasses might cost €100. Daniel too was rather interested in the artistry and process involved in making Waterford Trophies for such events as: Wimbledon, PGA golf, Soccer, Motor Racing and even the Nobel Peace Prize.

By 1700 the weather had begun to turn and even though we ought to have paid a visit to Waterford town, I was hungry and cold and we both preferred to get on the road again rather than brave the elements.

We took a car ferry south of Waterford across to County Wexford to check out Ireland's oldest working Lighthouse at Hook head. In the 12th century, Strongbow, declared that he would take Kilkinney ''by Hook or by Crooke'' hence we have the popular English phrase...
We have parked up here on Ireland's weather beaten southern coast for a wild and windy night's sleep.

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