Wild Atlantic Way Run Challenge: Day 24: Tralee to Ballyheigue.

This morning dawned misty, cloudy and damp. We had a leisurely breakfast as we planned our schedule. Here at The Cliff House Hotel the food, service, staff and ambiance are fit for a President! Sheila was taking over as support driver. We traveled to Tralee and bid farewell to Anne. Teresa and I headed out toward Fenit. A busy stretch of road saw the traffic calm when we followed the signs for Spa and Fenit. The morning remained dry but clouds seem to linger above. It was a pleasant breezy day. The sea on our left was calm and restful. On either side new houses had mushroomed. The lulling birdsong enticed us along. It was great to chat and catch up. We explored everything from politics to education. Roisin Garvey had just been elected locally in our home constituency and I was delighted. She is a Trojan worker and will deliver as she goes. Sheila, parked up ahead and walked back to meet us as we entered each village. The road to Ardfert was calm and quiet, cows grazed peacefully in what was now a warming sun. Rolling green fields and large friesan herds became more abundant. We stopped for coffee and chatted with 2 local women about our story before knocking out the last stretch into Ballyheigue. Banna Strand extended to our left. Mobile homes stretched along the coast to Ballyheigue. The road was treacherous with traffic and it was a relief to reach our destination. Once again speeding cars with young drivers appeared the order of the afternoon. Safely back to Sheila’s car, we journeyed to Ballybunion and parted company to return home. The first half of the Galway, Wexford match was lackluster enough to have rendered poor John Mullane speechless! As I drove onto the ferry the rain drifted in but I was almost home and dry.