Kenmare, Co. Kerry, Ireland
A Chance for Adventure!I had arrived in the fishing village of Bantry Bay on the west coast of Ireland. My goal was to reach the Ring of Kerry, about 50 miles away. Alas when I inquired about the next bus leaving for Kerry I was told I would have to wait about six months till June rolled around. So when the first light of morning came I set off, with guitar and backpack, on a 25 mile hike along the bay and through the hills to Kenmare. There I would be able to find a bus that could take me the rest of the way.
As I trekked through some of the most beautiful wild I've ever seen, the weather started to take a turn for the worse. I reached my halfway point by mid-day with a hail storm nipping at my heels. Taking shelter in a cozy fire lit pub in Glengariff, the radio warned of flash floods sweeping the area. I took a chance and walked to the edge of town, with a broken umbrella gifted from the bartender, and stuck my thumb out.
This was my first time hitchhiking so I had no idea how long I might have to stand there in the rain. Three minutes later a little red car pulls up and from inside an old man yells out, "This is no weather to be standing around in, where ya headed?" We took off toward Kenmare and after hearing about my love for photography he insisted I have lunch with him and his wife Glenn so I might review their recent safari photos. When we reached the cottage Glenn insisted I stay the night due to the storm.
The next morning I awoke to this rainbow cascading into hills and new friends