I only had a brief encounter with Killybegs which is one of the most famous ports in Ireland. Though not famous for tourism, it is still an essential part of the first 100 years of Ireland since independence – a sort of jewel in the crown of rural Ireland.
On my last evening in Ballycastle, I made a desperate attempt to see Murlough Bay, Torr Head, and Fair Head – in that order. The unexpected beauty of the first two had taken me by surprise, and delayed my arrival at Fair Head car park. By then, the fading April light was quite dim, and in a hurry I missed a sign saying “Private Property”
Continued intense burning of fossil fuels will damage one cloud type to such an extent that it may add another 8°C to the global temperature. So much so that it would prevent humans from living in certain parts of the tropics.
Dunsevrick Harbour is somewhat of a knowledge blind-spot for me. I could find little information about the harbour other than the charges for boats. It seems to have been there for a long time.
An evening at this beach brought an end to a week of driving on the north cast of Ireland. The Silver Strand at night is a beautiful and mysterious place to be all alone. I had not prepared myself for an encounter with some other kind.