05 July 2011

Wet wet wet

We got rained on today. Not very often, actually just the once, but it was quite severe.
Although the day started out wet with a Scot, a half Scot and a honorary Scot, we figured we wouldn't let it stop us. Anyway, if you want good weather you wouldn't choose Ireland (or Scotland), you just hope.
We decided to go see Killary Harbour, Ireland's only fjord. Part of this is a fabulous weekend there at the start of 4th year (Ocotober 1995?) with the school on an outdoor pursuits weekend, and because Ciaran wanted to cook dinner and it was close to Westport, our best supermarket option.
When we got to Leenane it was wet so we decided to continue onto Aasleagh falls in the hope it would dry up  a little bit. When we arrived in the car park another couple with their infant were preparing to head off. Well he was and was trying to get the child into a backpack while she looked on unimpressed. Then the raining got really heavy. He looked optimistic for a minute or so and then got back into the car and off they went, but we persevered! and a few minutes later it stopped raining and we headed off to see the falls.
Naturally, as we were enjoying all that nature could show us, as far from the car as we could get, it decided to up the ante and started to absolutely bucket it down.
By the time we got back to the car we were soaked through, and about 10 minutes later the car looked like the inside of a steam room as we began to dry out.
Once we were dry enough to travel (someone's trousers went somewhat translucent) we headed into Westport where we did the now normal task of windows shopping, browsing and cafe visiting.
Having finally found the supermarket Ciaran pulled out his shopping list and started filling the trolley. We then found what seemed like a really nice restauraunt but there was no stopping Ciaran so we had to head back to the cottage for him to cook.
He produced a really good jambalaya from a Christmas present he was given. It was worth missing eating out and the wait.