On my seven day road trip around Ireland we drove around the Dingle peninsula. After stopping for lunch and a stop of shopping (scarves and deep fried mars bars) we cruised around the cliffs through the green rolling hills and misty fog. Our guide pointed out sleeping giant island, which is an island that looks like a giant laying down. So literally, sleeping giant island.
Three rock shapes jutting out from the cliff, Ireland’s answer to the three sisters
A shark fin, swimming ominously around the bay.
Rolling mist, literally rolling down the hills and over the landscape
The home of Dolores O’Riordan, lead singer of The Cranberries
Driving the Pacific Coast Highway took us past the elephant seal colony at San Simeon, where hundreds of elephant seals beach themselves for about a month each December/January. On a sunny New Years Day, we visited the beach and wandered up and down the boardwalk observing these interesting creatures.
– A calf giving birth to an elephant seal pup. Wow, what a rare sight. A lady who had been there for an hour pointed out this calf that was about to give birth and was having contractions. Sure enough, as I watched she continued the contractions and then pop! Out came a small, dark baby seal. The gulls went berserk, fighting over the placenta that they gobbled down like a pack of, well seagulls. Then the mother and pup make these sounds to bond with each other.
– The large, unattractive males with their proboscis noses honking and shuffling around the sand. They stay on the beach for about a month, losing half of their body weight in that time.
– Tiny, dark baby seals cuddling up to their mothers and suckling on their teats. The mothers constantly throw sand on themselves, possibly to keep the heat at bay.
– Another fine west coast sunset. Glorious!
– And then a mile down the road a field of zebras. Zebras! In California. Sure why not…
While turboing through the Mexican countryside of Puerto Vallarta on a Quad bike day tour, we stopped at a tiny farming village for a much needed coke and to rest our bottoms from the bumpy workout on the ‘off road’ track.
– some cute-as-all-hell kids playing on a dilapidated playground
– what appeared to be a coke bottle opener nailed to a tree
– a farmer just herding his cattle through the village like you do on a Monday afternoon in Mexico.
After our stop we headed down to a swollen river to do burnouts through the run off and a few splash-worthy creek crossings. Was an awesome day!