Another drizzly day started with a very steep ascent to the top of the Cliffs of Moher where I finally found a cashpoint. I had been living off 10 euro since 2 days hence because, other than the Moher cashpoint (which is inside the visitor centre which a- is the mother of all cycles to get to and b - closes at night) there wasnt a cashpoint within 15 miles of what must be Co. Clare's biggest tourist draw...and...nobody does cashback, anywhere, ever, never, nowhere. Pretty stupid if you ask me.
Message to County Clare - tourists need access to cash and decent roads to get to you. Duhh!
Rest of the cycle was uneventful but pleasant enough. Saw these crazy guys on my decent from Moher.
In Kilrush I tried to book into the really big pub guesthouse but it was full; thats a first (when does a guesthouse become a hotel - surely lots of rooms in an old coaching house would count as a hotel?). I wonder what so many visitors were doing in Kilrush on a rainy Thursday. So, reluctantly, I booked into Buggles which looked really grim. The landlady took an age to see if there was a room available. Talk about curt. Felt frog-marched to my room. And yet again, it was a terrific room despite the squalid exterior. Decent view too - of the town hall.
Had a meal in the nice pub and then chips on my way back to the room. Greedy hey? Ventured down into Buggles bar at 11.15pm where they were playing proper Irish music. Not some Disneyfied version. It was fantastic. Only a handful of us there. Got talking to Pat and Derick and to Carmel, the landlady. She was dead nice as it turns out. They were telling me some real horror stories about the violence experienced at school, but they didnt think it was much of a big deal.
Distance = 38.4 miles
Time = 3hrs 59mins
Av. speed = 9.6mph
Total = 573 miles
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