Cahersiveen Travel Blog› entry 3 of 8 › view all entries
Travelling north up the west coast we pass through Clonarkitty, Skibbereen and go out to Crookhaven on the MIzen Head penninsular, just because. Just because we live in an area known as Crookhaven Heads and we guess this is where is got it's name from. It appears to be a very popular holiday area with many large caravan parks with great big static caravans stationed there. It is a pretty village with the rivers mouth on one side and the ocean on the other and the houses all built in grey stone. Onwards through Bantry, Sneen and Waterville until we happen on a camp site near Cahersiveen. It is a glorious location and we are able to pitch our tent right on the edge of the pebble beach with views of brooding hills and building clouds.
Much of today we have travelled along narrow lanes hedged with red flowering fushia bushes towering to a height of 3 metres at least. In the hedges there are clouds of meadow sweet, I see horsechestnuts, sweet chestnuts, hawthorn, hazel, birch, rowan, heather and gorse. Picturesque villages with pastel washed walls on the houses. Patchwork fields walled and hedged. Stop and look closely when we see a peat farm with the sections dug and peat blocks heaped and drying ready to move. Tonight's feast is pork loin chops, cous cous, snow peas, tomatoes with brown soda bread. We had lunch in a pub and I had filo wrapped deep fried prawns with sweet chilli sauce while Andrew had the deep fried cod, chips and salad which we washed down with a couple of pints of local ale.