Clifden, Co.Galway, Direction : Sligo.
River with the french kids once more before kicking out of Letterfrack, also 800m across the bay for me.
Inishbofin - isle of the white cows - is an island.
Shell beach and rock pooling in the rain, followed by christening my wetsuit, about 13 degrees a mad woman swam a long way and gloria got a little scared and clambered on the rocks.
A caribbean looking beach with a cross-current and a rip-tide but a beautiful little pool behind rocks to climb on and another 400 m me, Gloria made friends with a canadian named colin and we built a fort and played long-jump in the sand. (we can jump about two metres I reckon).
Seriously low on disposable internet funds so by way of a goodbye:
Gloria is afraid of swimming in the sea.
Jordan is afraid of sheep.
(and I have come to understand much about Kerouac's prose-style...)