After days travelling south along the rocky coastline of Ireland, we are camped inland on the shores of Lough Derg (the name evolved from one of the names of The Dagda, an Irish god). It is a long, narrow, freshwater lake, the third biggest in Ireland evidently. Where we are camped the lake is in county Clare, but the lake actually spans a few counties.
It is glorious, quiet and refreshing with a fresh cool wind blowing in off the lough. The evening smell of plants, water and woodsmoke from small campires is delicious - fragrant, green and earthy. Just what we need - we are taking a wee break to collect our thoughts and have a rest.
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| The water feels wonderful and relatively warm |
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| There are two white swans hereabouts - the Mute Swan and the Whooper Swan. This is a Mute Swan. |
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| Our wee cosy van |
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