Friday, May 24, 2013

Alfred University's Equine Industry in Ireland: Moving west



By Kristen

After an evening in the quaint town of Cashel, we made the most of some built-in free time in our itinerary and found a short hiking trail in County Clare. Ireland has a vibrant hiking trail system and this particular selection was part of the National Looped Trail system, the perfect option for us to enjoy a walk to fill an hour or two of time. We hiked a four-kilometer trail called the Clare Glens, working up one side of a small river through the woods to a waterfall and returning on the opposite bank. After a few days of nonstop shuttling around Ireland, it was lovely to simply walk and enjoy some country quiet, fresh air and the sounds of the wind in the treetops.

The other side-effect bonus of this hike was an off-the-beaten-trail tour of Counties Tipperary and Clare, following some absurdly narrow and bending roads to little villages looking classically “Irish”—neat stone houses, tidy gardens, quintessential pubs with the swinging wooden sign. As it turns out, most of the stereotypes about little Irish towns are kind of true. We passed countless stone-fenced fields filled with sheep, cattle and the ubiquitous spotted draft ponies, enjoying the off-and-on sunshine.

After our hike, we wound our way to the city of Limerick for lunch, spending a few hours wandering the busy streets of the central city. My two friends and I spent our time walking the old cemeteries around St. Mary’s Cathedral while others in our party used their time at the shopping outlets. While it’s hard to form an opinion after such a short time in a place, I much preferred Dublin as a city—Limerick didn’t have the same authentic, original, historic feel. Again, with more time to explore, perhaps I would change my mind.

From Limerick, we turned northward, stopping at Bunratty Castle to tour. After our incredible experience at the Rock of Cashel, Bunratty with its reconstructed and re-furnished interior was jarring and unexpected. This castle is technically referred to as a tower-house, used as a small fortress for the ruling families for several centuries until the mid-1600s. We began our tour on the bottom floor and worked upward, exploring the castle’s narrow spiral staircases all the way to the battlements on the tops of the towers to look over County Clare. While the historical reconstructions in the castle itself as well as the folk village below helped to illustrate what life might have been like somewhere in its timeline, I personally much preferred the stark majesty of Cashel, all alone on its windy hilltop.

We continued our journey to the city of Galway, the countryside getting just a little wilder: the land itself was rockier, more rugged. I can see now why this was called the “real” Ireland—the land is barely contained between the handbuilt stone walls. Our hotel is a few kilometers from the city center, so I can’t see the bay leading to the Atlantic from here. Tomorrow, however, we will have the closest view possible as we ferry out to Inis Mor, part of the Aran Islands!

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