On Ireland’s river Shannon we don’t always get weather like this, so when the sun does comes out we have a tendency to panic and try to make up for lost time. This explains why in Ireland on a sunny day you will see snowy white bodies glowing in the sun and soaking up as much cancerous radiation as their bodies will accept. Today was an exceptional day for a spin on the river so I made the trip up
the river Shannon from Lanesboro to Tarmonbarry. What a lovely quiet piece of water it is too (but I kept my shirt on!) Passing under the navigation arch of the Bord Na Mona light railway bridge with just a few inches between the top of the VHF antenna and the underside of the bridge. Tarmonbarry is always a good town to head to if you fancy a decent feed. if Keenan’s is full you might squeeze into “The Purple Onion” next door where the food is at least as good. So either way you can be sure you will get fed and well looked after.
We decided to go up through the lock because we prefer the moorings there. Once we got tied up we headed to the pub and had a grand feed all washed down with an ice cold beer.
Later we headed up the road to a nice little pub called The Lodge. Here we joined a few of the locals in putting the world to right. I like pubs that aren’t pretentious as so many pubs are nowadays. But the lodge is a grand decent old pub that isn’t trying to be something that it’s not. Just good company, and a good pint.
In the morning we headed back down river with temperatures at a very nice 23 degrees C. (Wish it was like this every day). There was very little traffic about which was a surprise and we only passed one boat on the one hour trip. That said there was loads of lake boats out. They were fishing like there was no tomorrow, think it might have been a fishing competition.
“Driftwood”