Sunday morning, all set and ready to go .Well almost..... until Dermot spotted that my frame had cracked! No alternative but to go as nowhere to get it fixed nearby. I cycled with great trepidation that day constantly wondering if the bike would collapse under me! It didn't. We cycled to Tarbert and took the ferry across the Shannon to Killimer, Co Clare. Deirdre experienced a moment or two of panic when she thought she had lost Tarbert!!! A poor lady in the middle of nowhere in Co Kerry is still bemused by the mad Mullingar woman who was jumping up and down outside her garden wall shouting "Where's Tarbert?" Just a senior moment,I think!
We enjoyed an excellent meal (home made fresh cod goujons) at the pub in Killimer washed down by a few pints and then spent the night in a nearby B&B.
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