We continued our journey to the south side of Ireland's longest sea loch, Killary Harbour, a fjord that had a number of salmon farms scattered along its considerable length. At the head of the fjord was the small town of Leenane, described as 'the gateway to Connemara'. At the Cultural Centre, here was yet another craft shop, specialising in woolen goods and yarns - The Leenane Sheep & Wool Centre.
Two Irish walkers in a Irish forest saw a large hole in the undergrowth. It was so deep they couldn't see the bottom, so they looked around for a stone and found a huge rock which they were just able to carry between them. They dropped it into the hole and started to count the passing seconds as they waited for the crash. Suddenly, a sheep came rushing towards them with a fierce look on its face, ran at full speed between the two men and dived straight into the hole. Needless to say the two men were perplexed and just them a farmer came along. They told him that a sheep had just run straight at them and then dived into the hole.
"Can't be mine" said the farmer, "My sheep is tied to large rock over there!After following the north side of Killary habour we headed for Louisville, an attractive village which is the nearest settlement to the ferry for Clare Island. On the way there we were intrigued to see a rusting remains of a small coaster, slightly larger than a Clyde Puffer. This was the last time I was able to use my camera.