Day 114: Fast walker, slow hiker

Day 114 - Sunday, July 29th 2018: Tralee to Aughacasla 22 km / Total 2343 km, 17°C, cloudy

It was a quiet town I left on that morning. Apart from the bells of the church, there was almost no noise. I walked along the canal until I reached the bridge at Blennerville. There I found the Dingle Way and thought it could be a better solution for once than walking on the big road with a lot of traffic and no space for me. So I chose to avoid the N86 as the Dingle Way was going in the same direction and was parallel to the Wild Atlantic Way.

In the beginning, I really enjoyed it, being in nature, far away from cars and the stressful traffic. And the sheep were back in the landscape. Honestly, since Galway, they had almost disappeared. And I was missing them because, in my mind, they really are a part of the Irish landscape. So here, sheep and the landscape was back to green: Ireland as I like it. With mountains in extra. Perfect.

Unfortunately, I hike slower than I walk. Fast walker, slow hiker. And I had to be very careful with every step, watch where to put my feet, while I can walk like on autopilot mode of the road. 

I thought I would reach the town of Camp after four hours of walk, to get some lunch in the middle of the day. Finally, it took me six hours to be in Camp and I arrived there completely starving in the middle of the afternoon. 

For the second part of the day, as the Dingle Way went by the beach, I decided to follow it again. The tide was coming up, and at some moment, I had to climb on rocks. 

I arrived at my camping completely exhausted. For my first day with my new shoes, I sure made them work a lot. 

The rain came again as I was building my tent. So I had to set it up very quickly, surrounded by families which fathers were building bigger tents not as fast as me. And families means children, screaming around my tent until 11 pm. I hate the summer holidays!