Day 128: Oh my lovely deer

Day 128 - Monday, August 13th 2018: Kenmare to Kilmakilloge 21 km / Total 2645 km, 18°C, cloudy I really enjoyed having a day off in Kenmare. It's a pretty town, very colourful with a lot of nice shops and good restaurants.  I left the town after a delicious French breakfast - there was a French bakery in front of my hostel, so I could eat a butter croissant and pain aux raisins - with clean clothes, a heavier bag with food for the week and ready to walk the third peninsula.  The Ring of Beara seemed to be really less busy than the Ring of Kerry. But as the Beara Way was going through a little road, I chose to walk that section, before getting back to the main road, which went through a forest (that means less visibility where there's a bend). Suddenly, I heard a scream, a sound between human and seagull scream. As I looked around to find where it came from, I saw three deers in a garden, a mother and two fawns (they still had some white spots). They escaped the garden, going back to the woods. But the mother stayed at the entrance of the forest and watched me walking.  Along the road, I took some blackberries on the hedges, not very sweet, but they were good, maybe they'll be better enough next week if they get enough sun. As it was not enough to feed me, I stopped in a pub, in front of Cloonee Lake. There was only a sandwich and apple pie, but I was starving, so anything would do.  Then I took the little road going to the coastline, which first crossed the forest. It was really good to walk surrounded by trees, old oaks and pine trees, with ferns on each side of the road. I did some sylvotherapy (apparently two hours of walk in the woods can give positive effects for a week).  Finally, I found a place close to the coast, where the ground was flat enough, and where I couldn't be seen from the road, nor from houses. And I had a view above Kenmare Bay and Iveragh Peninsula. It's not so often that I can do wild camping with a view. Late in the evening, I heard an animal running close to my tent. First, I thought it was another lost sheep. Then I heard the same scream as earlier, and I knew it was a deer. It explained why I saw so many signs "no shooting, no hunting" in the area, because of the deer. I just hoped there was no hunter in the area.