I’ve been procrastinating writing this post, probably because I wasn’t ready to let go, but indeed we did finally have to leave Ireland a few weeks ago. It was a remarkable year, and something we’ll treasure for a long time to come. When I say we’re going to miss Cork, I mean that we’re trying not to think about it, and thinking instead of when we can go back.
This summer though, this summer was amazing. Hot and dry for stretches, perfect and dry for others, it’s been a summer to remember. A summer that will go down in legend. I’m pretty sure that years from now we’ll there will be songs like “I met my bonnie in the summer of ’13”, and that when we return it will be an instant point of conversation. “Oh you were here in ’13 – that’s the best summer we ever had”. There’s also a special pleasure that the Irish take in complaining that it’s too hot. You have to understand that complaining about the weather is ingrained in the culture—it’s just what you do. At first the complaints went something like “well, enjoy today – it’s all of summer we’ll see.”. , but then as the weather didn’t turn, people ventured a little further. “Oh, it’s a hot one like”. , “The Irish weren’t made for this heat”. But to see the look on their faces told a different story…
And while part of it was that Cork is coming off of one of its wettest and coldest summers in recent memory, there’s no denying that this year was something special. Something to treasure in our memories for those windy, cold, umbrella-breaking underwear-soaking days.
During the peak of the nice weather we took a roadtrip around the North, to celebrate Beth finishing her thesis (and Adobe US being on their July shutdown). We started by booking it to Castlebar on a Saturday, and then leisurely making our way around the north, going to Achill Island, Glenveagh National Park in the Northwest. In Northern Ireland we saw the Giant’s Causeway, the Bushmills Distillery, some lovely coast in the Northeast, and spent a short time in Belfast. We also stopped in at the passage tombs at Knoth, and Kilkenny before making our way back to lovely Cork. Our favorite B&B was in Castlebar, possibly because of the fresh baked scones and wonderful conversation when we arrived. If you’re ever in the area: http://drumshinnaghhouse.com/.
I’ll leave a few photos below, but we also picked out some favorites here for those that want more: Our roadtrip favorites
My folks came to visit a short time later, and while they were out we took a short trip out to the Beara Peninsula and back over a few scorching days.
(more here): Beara Peninsula trip
We might have also snuck over to Scotland, and been to a Corkesota wedding, but you’ll have to buy us a couple pints of Murphy’s to get that story. Oh, and if anyone in Cork could tell Heineken to freaking import Beamish to Minnesota already, that would be swell.
Ah G’wan – we’ll be back to Cork in no time!