We we hit Killarney a battalion quickly formed to go shopping. I decided this would be a good chance to snag another geocache.
Armed with my trusty GPS it didn’t take long to pinpoint the coordinates on the western bank of the River Deenagh. The clue was that the cache would be in a hollow stump. Problem is that there are any number of hollow stumps and logs, all covered with ivy in this place. And they all have any number of rotted-out holes where a person could hide a Tupperware. And this is Bank Holliday, meaning that I had to be extra careful not to get spotted.
From the cache I nabbed a red button maked with 17.A.06–if anyone knows the meaning please post a comment. I left a jellyfish.
After that the adventure began. I followed a trail that headed me into the National Park. About that time the carillon at St. Mary’s played the most magnificent peal of bells that I’ve ever heard.
Walking deeper into the park I came across an ancient well, a herd of Irish red deer and a breathtaking view of Lough Leane. I also got a big sloppy kiss from an Irish cow. It was a black angus, so perhaps it was a Scottish cow.