It was a nice little park up for last night calm and quiet. To start the day we had a quick walk to Ireland’s tallest waterfall unfortunately there was not much water falling. We climbed up through the woods to the foot of some enormous cliffs.

Our drive continued around the mountains.

With the mountains in the rear view mirror, we rejoined the Wild Atlantic Way.

Rosses Point

First stop along the way Rosses Point a small village near Sligo. The sand was a grey colour. On the beach, there were a few sea arches Katie’s cave below is actually a network of tunnels opening to the sea

Knocknarea

3500 bc there is a whole story behind it, but it ends with a female warrior being buried in a cairn. The walk wound through the woods and then up the steep side of the mountain on boardwalk steps. At the summit the cairn.

In Irish mythology Knocknarea is the burial place of the beautiful Warrior Queen Maeve of Connaught. Queen Maeve was granted rulership over the kingdom of Connaught by her father, the High King of Ireland and whosoever should be her husband would be King. Maeve had several husbands including Ailill. Táin Bó Cúailnge or The Cattle Raid of Cooley is the great “epic” of Irish Mythology. The story begins when Maeve and her husband Ailill compare their wealth and find that the only thing that distinguishes between them is Ailill’s possession of the phenomenally fertile bull Finnbhennach. In order to gain equality with her husband Maeve determines to get the equally potent bull Donn Cuailnge from Cooley. She successfully negotiates with the bull’s owner, Dáire mac Fiachna, to rent the animal for a year until her messengers, drunk, reveal that they would have taken the bull by force even if they had not been allowed to rent it. The deal breaks down, so Maeve raises an army and sets out to capture the bull by force and a great conflict ensues.

Queen Maeve is said to be buried upright in the cairn at the summit of Knocknarea, spear in hand, still facing her enemies in Ulster.

More stop

Carrying on around the Wild Atlantic Way

On the way to our park up we passed 3 funerals first there was a queue was at least 150 people. The second had traffic lights set up to manage the traffic the 3rd there was a 10-minute traffic jam and 100s of cars were parked at the side of the road.

A windy evening but we found a bit of shelter by a lake to rest for the night.