The sky was socked with puffy gray clouds most of Monday. They cleared out by early evening, but the less than perfect weather provided an ideal backdrop for us to hang around Rosscarbery. Truth be told, there was some lingering over pints with locals in the pubs. But the time was mostly well spent, planning for a Tuesday feast.
John has not been near an outdoor cooking appliance since last week. You can see the withdrawal pains in his eyes. Then in the morning, Emily and Ali hosted a wonderful breakfast of eggs, bagels and salmon, prepared by Emily. Her intentions were sweet, of course. But to the Iowans, this was an unspoken challenge. It was as if she was saying, “OK, let’s see what you can do!”
The feast is tentatively scheduled for late Tuesday afternoon. Sean at The Abbey Bar has graciously agreed to let John use a gas grill. Ali and Emily purchased meat provisions on Sunday in Clonakilty. And, as this is being written mid-morning Tuesday, the sun is shining brightly. Sadly, five out of your six pilgrims have not yet seen the sun. In Ireland, planning sessions can be grueling and last long into the wee hours of the morning.