Ireland

After a quick breakfast in the club house, Tommy set off with the best caddy his money could buy.

The video (click the image above) doesn’t do justice to the immense power of Tommy’s cack-handed swing. At the par 4 opener, he was nearly on the green with that shot.

We strolled up to the first green, still not near where Tommy’s shot landed.

He got in a bit of trouble on the 3rd. Perhaps his erstwhile caddy was giving bad advice.

Looking south from the 4th tee box, you can see again the accuracy of Irish weather reports.

And directly to the west, sailboats approach the breakwater.

After the 7th, I headed back in to the club house.

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Sanie and I took an ambling southerly walk from the South Quay.

These three fishing boats have been abandoned long enough that a notice has been put in the local paper announcing that unless they’re claimed, the town will have them destroyed.

These three are still in use.

We continued our stroll down the south beach, which is fairly rocky.  In the distance you can see a RoadStone quarry, beyond which lies Clogga beach.

As you can see, there’s very little sand on the beach the day we were out, but it varies from this to sandy depending on the tides and the time of year.

After hiking south around the RoadStone quarry, we arrived at Clogga Beach and a view that practically screams “Ireland”.

We sat on rocks and watched the Irish Sea before heading back north towards Arklow Golf Club, which stretches out along the south beach.

Once inside the secret back gate we walked the length of the course to the club house and enjoyed a pint.

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