We see in Ireland a land full of a singular fascination and beauty, where even the hills and rivers speak not of themselves but of the spirit which builds the worlds; a beauty, whether in brightness or gloom, finding it’s exact likeness in no other land; we see all this, but we see much more: not a memory of the past, but a promise of the future; no offering of earthly wealth, but rather a gift of the soul of man; not for Ireland only, but for all mankind.

Charles Johnston – Ireland, Historic and Picturesque

 The second leg of our tour was out to the Dingle Peninsula and Slea Head. One of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been.

‘Wine comes in at the mouth

And love comes in at the eye; That’s all we shall know for truth

Before we grow old and die.

I lift the glass to my mouth,

I look at you, and I sigh’

William Butler Yeats, ‘A Drinking Song’