Spaisteoireacht-ing Dingle
Beside me sits my thumbed copy of Dervla Murphy's Full Tilt, the published diary of her solo bike trip from Ireland to India in 1965. As well as inspiring ideas for future travels it also reminds me that my own more local bike backing adventure deserves recording, at least for posterity. Around Dingle Peninsula in seven days. This adventure was prompted and suggested by a dear Australian friend who would visit me for a week. It was architected by yours truly. Hearing from another friend that we should 'definitely' visit the Rose of Tralee festival 'for the craic', the idea was set in motion (or should I say 'gear'?!). I set about researching cycling potential in Kerry and, more importantly, bike hire. I got as far as finding the bike rental out fitter (they would also rent panniers--very importantly) and decided to outsource the research of bike routes into more capable hands. Thankfully my cycling fanatic father had many contacts and I soon had two emails i