Today was all local.
Tim has a tooth absess and is not feeling well, so he stayed at the cottage while Leisa and the rest of us went to Lough Gur's Visitor Center.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lough_Gur
The cottage is so close we could have walked, but we try to preserve Jim's feet whenever possible, so we drove.
We tried to take a walk around the lake, but were soon deterred by gates across the trail.
There was a group of some sort out on the lake in kayaks. Maybe the Irish version of Boy Scouts?
They were playing bumper kayaks from what we could tell. It was apparently a lot of fun as we passed one of the kids who had been playing at one point and in typical irish gregarious fashion he told us all about it. He seemed to have fallen in, which must have been freezing!
After our shortened hike we backtracked past the cottage, stopping to say hi to Jim's drafthorse friend.
She had a pretty little paint with her this time, who we assummed was her filly. Not a baby, but quite small. Leisa had an apple with her, which she fed to the paint as the bigger horse didnt want any.
Next we went to the grange stone circle.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grange_stone_circle
This circle was easy to access and you could walk all the way around, walk through it, and even got to pet 4 calves that belong to the farmer who own the land.
Of course, the presence of the calves means you also have to pay attention to avoid cow patties.
We made a small monetary offerring at what appears to be an altar or key stone. Sadly, I didn't have a ribbon to tie on the wish tree across the circle from the keystone.
Next we continued on to the town of Limerick where we did some shopping. Leisa found an Arran sweater and scarf and a throwblanket in a little shop called Irish Handcrafts.
We wandered through their market, and had McDonalds for lunch. You know, Irish beef makes McDonalds sooo much better!
Rowena schmoozed a fire captain she saw driving past to find out where the local firestation is.
We topped off the day with a really cool guuided tour of the Limerick fire station. I guess Byron tries to visit a local station in every country he visits.
The station had a memorial to a couple of firefighters whos parents or grandparents came from Limerick. After their boys died in 911 the parents or grandparents sent the memorial plaques they were given to the Limerick Fire Station.
We headed home after that and had tacos for dinner and we are now sitting and watching Angel on Sky.
We were going to hottub, but the wind is truly hideous out there tonight.
The following is the view from the front door of our cottage