Our 24 Day Itinerary

Day 1 Dublin to Marlay Park 7 miles
Day 2 Knockree 12.5 miles
Day 3 Baltynanima 11 miles
Day 4 Glendalough 8.5 miles
Day 5 Moyne 13 miles
Day 6 Tinahely 9.5 miles
Day 7 Kilquiggan 8 miles
Day 8 Clonegal 13 miles
Day 9 Tonduff 11.5 miles
Day 10 Graiguenamanagh 12 miles
Day 11 Inistioge 10 miles
Day 12 Lukeswell 16.6 miles
Day 13 Piltown 11.5 miles
Day 14 Kilsheelan 12.5 miles
Day 15 Clonmel 11 miles
Day 16 Newcastle 13 miles
Day 17 Clogheen 13.5 miles
Day 18 Araglin 12.5 miles
Day 19 Kilworth 12.5 miles
Day 20 Ballyhooly 13 miles
Day 21 Killavullen 7.5 miles
Day 22 Ballynamona 9.5 miles
Day 23 Bweeng 11 miles
Day 24 Millstreet Country Park 19 miles
Day 25 Millstreet 6 miles
Day 26 Strone 14 miles
Day 27 Muckross 12.5 miles
Day 28 Black Valley 12.5 miles
Day 29 Glencar 14 miles
Day 30 Glenbeigh 8 miles
Day 31 Cahersiveen 13.75 miles
Day 32 Portmagee 15.5 miles

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Four Weeks!

We leave in four weeks.  Shit's gettin' real.

I sound very gangsta today, yes?  I've been practicing...drinking Guinness, that is.  I don't practice dumb shit like gangsta.  I worry about more important things like beer.

I won't be able to order a Miller Lite in the Dingleberry Forest, so I have to practice my Guinness drinking here in Islamorada.  Sipping a pint of the black stuff when its 86 degrees and humid is a very different experience than when one is huddled in a pub, near a fire while the rain pelts the windows.  A Guinness is like a meal and in hot, humid weather, it can sit in your belly like a rock.

Fortunately for me, I love rocks.

Having said that, I look forward to downing pints in a drafty pub, huddled close to a crackling fire while local musicians entertain me and my girl.  She has no idea what's in store for her, but have no doubt that our Ireland Adventure is going to blow her doors off.  She's a huge fan of green and we don't have a lot of it here on our island, aside from palm fronds and she's grown weary of them.  She misses great expanses of green grass and "real" trees.  She's going to think she died and went to forest heaven.

It actually is beer heaven, but I won't burst her bubble.

While I daydream of pubs and fires and Irish music, I need to actually get some things accomplished.  Tomorrow night, we're going to sort through all of our walking gear; backpacks, walking poles, boots, rain gear, emergency supplies, first aid kits, etc.to figure out what needs to be replaced and what else we need.  I already know we need more thin, bamboo socks.  (We wear two layers of socks to prevent blistering.  The under sock is ankle height, very thin and made from bamboo.  It absorbs moisture.  Over that, we wear a thick, higher sock that does something important.  I don't know how it works, but our system kept our piggies blister free during our 200 mile walk across England.  You don't mess with a plan that works.)

On Saturday, we trek to the mainland (Lauren is driving the whole thing, both ways!) to buy whatever we need, so that if we can't find it, we have time to order it.

One of these days, I need to do a 10-miler to be sure my boots still fit properly....with only four weeks to go, I should have done that weeks ago.  I just haven't found time.  I've been busy practicing.

Speaking of which, I think it's time for a Guinness.


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