I took the car ferry to cross the River Shannon from a suggestion by Kaeylea. I'm glad I did, saved me an hour of driving around it, and it's just cool to take a ferry and watch my GPS displaying the car icon floating in the water.
Immediately after entering Kerry and the beginnings of the Ring of Kerry, I drove past the water and it looked surreal, like a painting. It's as I'd the mud banks were carved. Little grooves or platforms just off the coast, which was covered in stones and seaweed. I saw little openings in the brick wall to the coast. I stopped my car and on the other side of the road saw an inviting opening to the forest path.
It was shady and friendly and I had to go in.
It is the most magical, peaceful walk I've had in Ireland. I came to a wall with a lush green field on the other side. I took pictures. Duh!
A woman walked past, "Nice day, isn't it?"
"It is grand!" I yell awkwardly, trying to sound Irish but kind of failing, haha.
I don't care. This is different.
I find the beach type thing. It's a little surreal. There's an odd tree by its lonesome on the side of the road. I wonder if trees get lonely. It looks distinguished, like a guard or a wise soul. It's leaning over the side. Guarding the beach's secret? Hello tree. You look grand!
I venture out on the stones and sand and mud and seaweed until the high walls above sea line (that hide cars on the road) and sea smells make me feel half lonely. I return to my car and head to Portmagee.
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