We began the day a little latter than we had hoped with Bruckless House serving breakfast at 9am. We shared the table with an Irish couple who were on for a chat. Hence our delayed beginning to the day.
Killybegs, our first stop, is Ireland's busiest fishing port. The fishing season is September to February, the winter months, when the boats can go out for 6 weeks at a time, if the fish are to be found.
Looking at these huge trawlers, I was surprised at the size of the open hulls in the rear and the reals they pull the nets in with are massive. I'm not sure I'd like to spend 6 weeks in winter on one of these boats.
There were so many of these boats sitting in the harbour - this is the opportunity to have repairs done and make sure they are ready for a busy and dangerous season. Fishermen have a new found respect from me.
While we were wandering around the church bells began to peel. They were beautiful as they literally played a tune, not just different sounds. The church sits high above the harbour like she is watching over the comings and goings of these ships and their crews.
Fishing in the harbour is seen to be a great experience, weather permitting. Whether boat fishing or quietly throwing in a line over rocks or sand, the fishing in this area is a much sought after pass time.
While in Killybegs we stumbled upon Donegal Carpets, (not literally) manufacturers of the world renowned, hand loomed carpets that grace such places as the White House, Buckingham Palace and Dublin Castle. Might explain why I hadn't heard of them! An audio-visual display brings the industry to life.
the preferred knot of the Killybegs mill.
The carpets are lush in thickness and the making of them reminded me of cross stitching - a pattern is worked from a graph. Each woman was given a section to work and it had to be exact.
Only if and when she was skilled enough was she allowed to work on a real carpet. This method of carpet making was very labour intensive and priced the carpets out of the normal market. Occasionally, a customer will come to them today and ask for a particular design to be made. This puts into motion a whole process of design, colour choice and the making of the carpet, each step very much unique for that customer.
Mary Robinson decided, when she became the President, to change the carpet in Parliment House. It was slightly damaged and so was returned to the factory, where they will repair it and hopefully then get to keep it and put it on their floor for visitors to experience.
The priest from the local church brought them a wall hanging that Donegal Carpets had made and requested that they repair it. He had let the people light candles right where the carpet was hanging, so it got singed. He hasn't come back to collect it, 10 years on!
It is a beautiful example of the workmanship that goes into a carpet.
We will never be able to own one of these works of art but we did enjoy seeing them and the skills required to make them.
Slieve League is among the highest sea cliffs in Europe (standing at approx. 1,972ft/601mt) and is just a short drive on from Killybegs. We parked the car and walked the twisting road to the top car park, a real heart thumper from the beginning - it was a steep climb.
And an extremely beautiful walk with great views along the way.
Don't you just love the cloud formations? And yes, that is blue sky.... For now
The mist over the cliffsA signal tower lookout sits atop Carrigan Head.
From the car park there is a vista of the precipitous sea cliffs with great views out over Donegal Bay.
From here is the start of a path of stone steps to the top of the cliffs. We climbed what I would say was a 33% gradient at times, to reach the top of the cliffs.
High on a hill stood a lonely goat herder
Our longing to conquer the summit was great but we felt satisfied with our efforts - about 3/4 the way to the top.
The descent was a challenge on our knees and toes as we hadn't done any solid walking since arriving in Ireland. And we didn't have our walking poles with us. It was good to have the walking boots on and get our feet working hard again. .
On our return journey we pulled into Carrack and Kilcar where the river was thundering along, over rocks and under the bridge. Further along we watched a father teaching his sons how to fish..
And the extra long, 'trendy' green bath tub was a very welcome end to the day.
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