In the morning we took a tour of Ross Castle. At one point Elaine said, "I'm not use to site seeing at 9:30 in the morning." I have to admit, she had a point. I guess stranger things have happened, although I can't think of any. We learned a lot of cool facts on the castle tour, like the holes on the windowsills were called "slop holes" and people would pee out them. Clothes were hung near the real toilet so them ammonia rising from the waste would "clean" the clothes, or at least kill the bugs. Bathing was done once a year whether they needed it or not. I think you get the picture.
Next we were off to the Gap of Dunloe for a beautiful 9-mile hike along a small road down to Killarney Park. You could rent a horse and buggies to take you through the gap, but we wanted to walk. We were asked many times by different buggy drivers if we wanted a ride back to our car, but we wanted to take the 9-mile hike and then take a boat across the lake. From there we figured we could take a cab back to our car. Perfect.
Well, not so perfect. We get to the park around 3:30. The boat left at 2:15. There were no horse and buggies and we were in no mood (or condition) for a 9-mile hike back to our car. The lady at the refreshment stand made a call for us and produced a horse and buggy. The horse's name was Scooby.
On the ride back, we saw three guys and a dog herding a flock of sheep out of a pasture. One of the guys was carrying a dead lamb in each hand. Dinner I guess. Then we saw it. A sheep (or shep if you want to be annoying), with his horn caught in a fence. Our lady driver called out to the guys and motioned them to come over as she freed the sheep and I held onto Scooby. One of the guys, backed his car up the hill and popped the trunk. You guessed it; the sheep was loaded into the trunk.
Then another night of Basara, Fish & Chips, drinking and music.