The Beara Peninsula is untouched and has very few tourists. It has some of the most remarkable and unusual scenery.
Starting at Glengarriff, and driving around the entire peninsula to Kenmare, we saw some astounding terrain. This is a photo journal.
School children in Beara Peninsula`s small towns generally wear uniforms.
We loved these charming moss-covered cottages.
Dunboy Castle near Castletownbere had an interesting history.
The Dunboy castle grounds were covered thickly with greenery.
The scenery on the Beara Peninsula was quite dramatic and constantly changing.
Can you believe these pretty winding roads?
Sheep were everywhere, of course.
Amazing rock fences and panoramic views…
We could see this rain storm approaching.
At Crow Head, in 1943, at the point of the Beara Peninsula which stretches the furthest out into the North Atlantic Ocean, a plane crashed into the turbulent waters killing all persons aboard.
Driving up the other side of Crow Head, the water was just as wild. The roads were so narrow that this man had to squeeze against the bank to allow us to pass.
Continuing on with the ever-changing, ever-dramatic vistas…
Small towns with colourful little houses.
Sea and rock and sheep and little stone houses in the middle of nowhere…
The sheep think they own the roads as well as the rocky hillsides everywhere in Ireland, so driving is almost always at a meanderingly slow pace. This is a good thing though as it gives one time to adnire the views. The sheep are marked with colourful paint to distinguish between the farmers that own them.
When we arrived back at the top of the Beara Peninsula, we were pleasantly surprised to discover how beautiful our B & B just outside of Kenmare really was.
The morning fog was slowly burning off, as the sheep down into the valley looked up as if they knew I was taking their photo.
Originally posted 2015-08-06 09:26:38. Republished by Blog Post Promoter