With some relief, our gruelling march (with heavy rucksacks) from Dunquin to Dingle came to an end, as Dingle came in sight:
We quickly got set up at a campsite that we've stayed at before:
The beautiful white, commemorative crucifix in the centre of Dingle (below) reminded me of the one we'd seen on the Slea Head Way coastline much earlier in the day:
After a more than decent chippy meal (sausage, chips, and peas), it was time for a couple of pints of the black stuff:
At a decent bar we know in Dingle.
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