Dunfanaghy

Rest day - Friday, May 4th 2018: Dunfanaghy 0km / Total 921km, 16°C, cloudy and sunny

After a good sleep in my carriage, I took my breakfast with Brendan and the Scottish couple, trying to understand what they were talking about. Brendan used to be in the army (he knows a French general in Paris), and he put the flag of the country of his guests in front of the house, so that morning there was the French and Scottish flags. He asked the Scottish couple if they could give me a lift to Horn Head. In fact, their car was full with their bikes but they generously made some space for me. And finally, I made the walk at Horn Head with them. Alison made a very interesting observation about the landscape, telling me how all those colours must have been an inspiration for the tweed (a speciality here in Donegal). I totally agreed with her, it's exactly the same brown, red, green colours as you can see on tweed. With John, we walked to the edge of the cliffs, which are very high, and there was a lot of wind. We met a photograph who asked us if we saw some puffins, apparently it's one of their spot in Ireland. Unfortunately not.

John & Alison dropped me then back in Dunfanaghy and continued to the wedding party they were invited to.

After lunch, I decided to cross the huge sand dunes and go to Tramore Beach. According to Brendan, some people can see fairies in those dunes. I didn't see any of them, only a lizard. The dunes are very high and there's no road leading to the beach. So when I arrived there, I was absolutely alone on that beautiful big beach. It was sunny and warm, and in spite of big waves, I thought that if I wanted to take a sea bath in Ireland it was now or never, as I don't have a swimsuit (I replaced it with my rain cover just in case ...). It was a quick bath but very good for my health and my muscles. And I felt very free, a kind of liberation as a woman. Then I got dressed again and had a nap in the sun.

When I came back at Corcreggan Mill, I asked Brendan if I could have an Irish Stew (he told me just to ask an hour before). In fact, it's cooked by his wife, and it was absolutely delicious! 

Brendan asked me if I wanted to stay longer and help them running their accommodation (it's a lot of work, and they try to sell it, in order to retire) because Brendan told me he was surprised that French people could be friends, as they usually are the worst guests and very arrogant.

I think if I was looking for a place to spend summer I would accept but I have a coastline to walk ...