When hitchhikers become friends...

Yesterday we left Skibbereen and headed towards Baltimore. On the road I saw a young girl hitchhiking and decided to stop. What a great decision that turned out to be. The lovely Roisin a local girl living on Sherkin Island and working in the Jolly Roger pub. On approaching Baltimore she casually asked me if I'd like to stop in the bushes and have a drink?! Oh I thought, must be a local custom, probably more Milos thing than mine. Fortunately the Bushee was a local pub! 

I was then introduced to Mark and Lorraine and Milo got to eat their left over breakfast. Lovely people. That evening I headed to Jacobs Bar to listen to the live music, but unfortunately I arrived too late. 

This morning, having wild camped on a quiet spot on the harbour road, Milo and I took the ferry over to Sherkin Island. I had intended to try a whale trip with local man Nic Slocum,

but sadly my funds didn't stretch and it was too long a day to leave Milo alone. Our ferry trip proved to be a good choice. The island is so peaceful, I think we walked most of it. Nearly fell asleep on our own private beach, and actually got sunburnt. 

I then spent the afternoon with Mark at the harbour drinking my first Murphys, popular here as opposed to Guinness. I must say I did rather like it (thank you Pat for the drink!). I feel quite at home here in Baltimore and will stop tonight too, if only to nurse (hide) my burnt face...