Along the way a cyclist out for a spin caught up with me and hung with me for several miles. Retired cop, nice guy and the first cyclist to join me. The terrain was easy enough but I was pretty wasted by the time I reached Donegal. Once again a nice town with lots of history but fallen victim to the tourist industry. Earlier today the town was shut down to traffic while Prince Charles paid a visit. Poor guy, he would probably do anything to sneak away and be a regular guy. Security 24/7 must be a total drag. His uncle, Lord Mountbatten was blown up just a short ways away. Perhaps, Charles was paying his respects.
After visiting the local tourist information center and getting the lay of the land, I checked into a nice hostel one kilometer out of town. I cleaned up, napped and walked into town for the evening. After casing the place, snapping a few shots of the castle and monument to the four masters, I had dinner at a nice hotel dead center of town. The bartender gave me a lesson in Irish Whiskeys, the high end stuff is a precious commodity.
Keep on going... Sounds like a great time...
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