From Kassel to Ireland and back-
Part 3: The South East
After a quiet night at the cove we went looking for the cache at St.Helens, but had no success. The coordinates lead us to a solitary headstone, but no cache was to be seen or felt. After finding Irelands most southeasterly cache at Carnsore Point, we did a few others in the South before we went to Waterford to my friends place.
Windfarm at Irelands most South Easterly point
My friend has spent a few years in Mongolia and had an original Mongolian Ger on his roofgarden. It was great fun to spend the night in an Mongolian environment, with a coal fire stove burning and candlelight right in the heart of Waterford! We had such a great time, playing music and telling stories with friends!
Candle lit Mogolian Ger in Waterford
The week was filled with caching and visiting friends and drinking gallons of tea. Cause when you go visiting friends in Ireland, noone asks you wether you’d like a mug of tea, they just place it in front of you! Such a lovely habit!
One day we took the ferry over the River Suir to visit Hook Head, Europes oldest lighthouse. The area is riddled with blowholes, in a gale it’s quite exiting to be out here. But even in calm wether it’s fun to climb over the rocks.
The cache there was a bit of a disapointment, after finding so many big “small” containers, this was a strange tube like box, where it was tricky to get at the logbook.
New Years Eve was quiet, but the 1.1. was a great day, 15 Found, several DNF and my number 800!
We started in Waterford, as city caches are best approached when noone is about. What better time then as first of January at 8am? Everybody was still sleeping after the parties…
At the Millennium Plaza, the Sunrise and the swans greeted us, but no cache to be found. Pity.
We then went along the coast road and headed towards the Comeragh Mountains.
I had heard those rumors, that up in the Comeragh Mountains is a place, where a fairy tree is. When you stop your vehicle there, it will roll uphill, even when you disengage the gears.
This was definitely something I had to give a go. And true enough, Dolly, as our VW bus is lovingly called, rolled uphill. Not once but several times! Amazing!
We paid a visit to the River Mahon Falls, which we used to visit every Easter Sunday while we still lived in Waterford. Also every German visitor who came to us, had to go up to the falls with us. It was mandatory!
The walk is very popular, there were lots of people there at the falls, but the cache is still easily found without being spotted.
Such an adventure we had with this one! It was my number 800 and certainly will stay in my memory as something really special! It is really a pity, that this lovely cache had only very few visits, yet.
The animosity against mobilphone masts seems to get so strong, that the mast have to be camouflaged…
It was cloudy and getting dark, but still the beauty of the area was stunning. A very memorable experience.