Day 6 (Saturday) Driving Statistics
Distance travelled: 317.0km
Average speed: 55km/h
Diesel used: 14.9l
On our return from the pub on Friday night, we drunkenly spoke to the night porter. After getting his head around why we wanted to go from Limerick to Cork detouring via the South West coast, he advised us in a thick Irish accent that we shouldn't miss the area around Kenmare and Glengarriff.
So after nomming our breakfast, we headed out on the long journey to Killarney. Possibly the most stunning road in Ireland starts in Killarney and heads south. First the road is fairly tame as it climbs gently towards Torc Mountain with amazing views over Lock Leane. The stunning views continue through the mountains of Killarney National Park. As you drive down to and through Kinmare and continue south along the N71, you climb back up into the Caha Mountains. The road twists and turns with incredible views up the mountains on the left and down to the valleys on the right. With sheer rock faces next to the road (as Gus knows full well) and trees growing up and over the car, it is a delightful and beautiful road to travel along.
Along the N71 is an absolutely breathtaking place called Lady's View. We parked the cars to stop and take a look and walking on to a rock outcrop, it was impossible to stifle saying "wow". The unspoilt beautiful mountainous countryside in every direction was just incredible. It's the sort of special view that you really need to see, the type that photos just don't capture properly.
As we left the coastal area and headed up to Cork, we completely failed to seek out the West Cork Model Village Railway which our road maps enticed us to find. There was simply no mention of it on any signposts in Clonakilty. It wasn't too dissapointing however, we had another icrecream before arriving in to Cork instead.
The staff at the our hotel recommended us two places to visit in town. The first served the cheapest pints of our entire trip, weighing in at an acceptable €2.90! After a couple of drinks, with hunger in our bellys we walked around the corner to Clancy's, which had been correctly advised to serve great food.
After eating, we took a silly 10 minute walk trying to find a pub with the best girls. Cork is, afterall, another student city. Our hopeless search ended up with us back in Clancy's, which we are all really thankful for. We stumbled upon live music from a band called The Frequency who were covering a multitude of brilliant songs rather incredibly well.
Out on the dancefloor were a group of scantilly dressed girls on a hen night which kept smiles on our faces. The lucky bride-to-be even had a random sailor join her on the dance floor, take most of his clothes off, pour baby oil all over his body and danced seductively with her!
As it was our last night and because our hotel, The Ambassador, was up a very large hill, we treated ourselves to a taxi home.