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Pausing to navigate the next day along the south coast of Ireland while letting sleeping dogs (two boxers) lie. Its a good thing I weren't after the silverware.



No worries on that score, no time to waste, in 60 miles and 48 hours I was due on a ferry to France, and before then was on a mission to locate my grandpa's childhood abode in Cobh, said objective being central to this whole long endeavor.

Not what you might expect: The shallow tidal bays on the South Coast of Ireland smell friggin' wonderful, like fresh seaweed and the ocean, makes you hungry for seafood.





..and yet another Irish church ruin, but this one at Timoleague came with a detailed history attached...