Day 71: Bog will make you crazy

Day 71 - Tuesday, June 5th 2018: Gweesalia to Driminiffrin 24 km / Total 1429 km, 18°C cloudy

Midges. They really annoyed me while I was packing my tent. But then with the sun and wind, they left me alone.

The northside of Doohoma peninsula is not really interesting, lonely road with no one, bog, bog, bog, boring bog. I started to be fed up with that kind of landscape. So I took my kindle while I was walking, better than getting crazy. In Doohoma, I stop at the beach, where I saw a woman swimming. How brave she is! I couldn't stay there too long as some little flying beetles started to attack me. In a shop as I was buying a banana and water, I talked with the owner who asked me what I was doing there. First to the wife, then I explained to the husband and then to the grandmother. She told me she met a French woman walking like me, who gave her bag to people driving so that they'd drop it at the place where she was going to stay at night. Not a bad idea, but I don't always know where I'll be sleeping every day. 

On the south side of the Doohoma peninsula, I could finally see the shadow of Achill Island and the Mountains of Ballycroy Park in the long distance. 

At the end of the day, I found a nice place along the Owenmore river for my tent. With cows in the field on the backside, but as the barbed wire was new, there was nothing to fear. The river was not very clean (plastics bags and other strange things) so I gave up the idea to wash in it. I hope this part of Mayo would end quickly because I really feel isolated there.