Finally car drivers and passengers were called to their cars - all seven of them! We were using the overnight ferry, which transports the commercial vehicles to Dublin, rather than the usual car ferry. We had used it before and found it a really nice way to travel - no screaming children, clean cabins, simple food, a reasonable night's sleep. The lorry drivers made great company, their main aim being to have a meal, a drink, and then get their heads down.
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| Fastnet Lighthouse, opposite Rock Island Not my image. |
The weather was wild. We had scarcely left the docks before you could feel the force of the wind, it didn't put us off supper though. We treated ourselves to a couple of large brandies - medicinal purposes - and then retired to the cabin as the call to breakfast would come early the next morning.
What a night that was. Luckily neither of us has a problem with sea-sickness, unlike lots of other unfortunate folk that night. The boat rocked and rolled so much that at times I was sure I would be flung from my bunk, belongings rolled around the cabins, and doors would suddenly fly open and then just as suddenly close themselves again as the ship righted. It was a roller coaster ride and I have to admit that I really enjoyed it.
Not many people made it to breakfast with us the next morning. When we handed our cabin key to the Purser we asked about the wind and she told us it had been a Force 9 gale!
We disembarked at Dublin and enjoyed a wonderfully easy drive through Dublin in the dark of a winter's morning as we made our way down to West Cork. One of our very favourite holiday destinations, especially during winter. George was perfectly fine, but I discovered that I felt as though I was still on the ferry with the floor rising and falling. It persisted for a couple of days. Preferable to being seasick though!
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| Amazing views, very comfortable surroundings! Borrowed image. |
Our destination was Rock Island, near Crookhaven. We had booked to stay in a wonderful building which used to be a lighthouse keeper's cottage. This building had had a makeover though. A huge glass and steel construction was placed on top of the original building, giving breathtakingly beautiful views in three directions, including a wonderful view of Fastnet lighthouse across the sea.
The whole of the upper floor was one large room, incorporating a kitchen area. The sleeping accommodation, bathroom and laundry were downstairs, in the original cottage.
That first night we were tired, we had driven from coast to coast in England to reach the ferry and then driven the length of Ireland. I awoke to the sound of either a pebble, or a marble, being dropped onto a hard floor and then rolling around. This went on, and on, very odd. I fell asleep again and presumably it stopped. This continued happening but only at night. It stopped whenever I woke George, to get his opinion on what it could be. Eventually I got cross and told whatever it was to stop it, as I wanted to sleep. It stopped!
A few days before the end of our holiday I had to nip to the loo in the middle of the night. I didn't bother to put any lights on, left George sleeping and made my way to the bathroom which was located at the end of a pretty long hallway. I had just got into the room when I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. I thought it was George and told him not to come in as I was already in there.
When I got back to bed I gave George a poke, to tell him that the bathroom was free. He was not best pleased as he had been fast asleep and hadn't been out of bed....
For our remaining nights there I would put on every light I could when I took a trip to the bathroom in the middle of the night. There were no more mysterious footsteps, I am happy to say.
Would I recommend the holiday house - absolutely! It has one of the most beautiful views I have ever seen, constantly changing, never dull, especially on stormy days when the waves crash onto shore. It is a wonderful place.
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| Crookhaven Lighthouse, a stunningly beautiful place to stay. Borrowed image. |
The tiny hamlet of Crookhaven is packed out in the holiday season with yachts and sailing boats. In winter it is a haven of peace and delightful company. O'Sullivan's Pub serves fabulous chowder and delicious seafood, according to what has been caught. The landlord and his wife are charming hosts, their greetings are as warm as the fire they keep.
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| Crookhaven harbour and O'Sullivans Bar Borrowed image. |
West Cork is a marvellous place, the scenery is very beautiful, the people are charming. The roads (in autumn and winter) are quiet. We met some wonderful people and were made very welcome. We holidayed there three times that year, it was that good. If it were not for the complications of animals, family and grandchildren we would be back there like a shot!
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