On one occasion a barman showed us a descriptive clipping of the town dating back to 1920 with the comment that âah canât see as things have changed much in nigh on a century!â
Thirteen trawlers from Bilbao, Spain, arrived today and the streets were crowded with brown men, holy medals around their necks, deeply religious oaths on their lips, merriment and good nature in their eyes, bundles of silk stockings and bottles of lethal Iberian brandy under their jerkins. The stockings and the brandy they would barter for anything available. The dances in the hall beside the harbor were a sight to see. You wouldnât know under God what country you were in.
Whatever country it is, itâs certainly going âgreenâ rapidly and responsibly. In the grocery stores you pay a fee for every plastic bag you need; NO SMOKING signs are everywhere (despite the threatened bar-boycotts by petulant puffers), and just on the edge of town is one of the most sophisticated recycling centers weâve ever seen anywhere. This is no simple triparate glass, metal, and plastic depository. Instead there are over twenty separate collection sections for four different oils; three different glass types; five different paper bins, plus special containers for âsmall computers,â âlarge TV sets,â aerosol cans, car batteries, domestic batteries, fluorescent lights, and even plastic bottle tops!
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E ASING EASTWARD OUT PAST the townâs modern hospital, a scattering of sedate B and Bs, a couple of enticing arts and crafts galleries, and a very appealing golf course overlooking Bantry Bay, we became increasingly aware of numerous small roadside signs for archeological sites.
âIt says here in the local guide map,â Anne told me, âthat âover six hundred sites have been identified so far on Beara, ranging from wedge graves, stone circles, and ring forts to ancient church sites and, at seventeen feet high, the worldâs tallest ogham stone just outside Eyeries.ââ
âAnd what pray tell is an ogham stone?â
âJust a minuteâIâve seen somethingâ¦ahâhereâ¦it says, âThere are over three hundred still existing in Ireland and they usually mark important gravesâ¦The vertical script carved into the stone consists of a series of twenty different incisions based on Latin. The notches represent vowels and the slanting or straight strokes are consonants. The words themselves are usually found to be old Irish and are considered proof of a literate society dating back at least to 400 AD. ââ
âFascinating.â
âYes, it is. And yâknow, thereâs something really magical about this whole peninsula. You feel as if youâre being lured into a very ancient placeâa place that was possibly much more populated in prehistoric times than it is today. Presencesâ¦I can sense them. Canât you?â
Iâm not normally very tuned in to such psychic nuances, but I had to agree with my ultrasensitive partner. There was definitely a sense of well-organized layers of historic occupation hereâor maybe, as a friend of ours used to say, âa captivating casserole of primitive cultures.â
Derreenataggart Stone Circle
And if weâd read the guidebook a little more carefully weâd have realized that we were only a few miles from one of the most significant sites in southwest Irelandâthe great Derreenataggart Stone Circleâa place we later came to know well.
We passed the great gray bastion of Hungry Hill with its famous seven-hundred-foot waterfall (Europeâs highest) fed by two small lakes, and laced with waterfalls following a sudden rainstorm over the Caha range. Tumbling streams cascaded down the deeply gullied, elephant-hide-like strata, then split and splintered into sheened silver cascades. At the base of the mountain they surged in peaty froth and fury and raged down narrow