The mountains of Donegal blew us away, the coast of this rugged county did not disappoint either. We made our first stop in Killybegs, Ireland’s main fishing port and a place where fishing and stunning scenery go hand in hand. Son loved checking out the enormous boats, all in immaculate condition being hosed down and made ready for another trip out to sea.
We wandered around the harbour taking in the sights and sounds. Boats don’t always do it for me but I loved it here.
A futuristic looking grey “caravan” caught our attention at the entrance to the harbour, intrigued we headed there and found the best fish and chips ever – this from those who have sampled many. All kinds of fish options too – lobster, crab you name it they had it – we perched on the harbour wall, meals on our laps and feasted like kings. I drool still just thinking about it…
Back in the car and back on the road we drove through the Bluestack Mountains and Donegal town towards our destination, the seaside resort of Bundoran. Son was lobbying for beach time, Bundoran looked like it would fill that need. The town itself is nothing special, we didn’t spend too much time there, just a quick ice-cream hunt and then it was all about the beach. Miles and miles of golden sand – stretching forever, once again we had it all to ourselves.
A lovely cliff top walk gave great views over the sea and a few surfers riding the waves.
The beach is endless, so are the summer days in Donegal – sunset is well after 10.30 pm, we took up position on the sands, looked out over the Atlantic and watched as the sun went down.