Carne Beach

It was a four hour ferry trip from Pembroke Dock to Rosslare.  If you imagine Ireland as a teddy bear facing west, we arrived at the point where his tail would be.

Our camp site camp site was half an hour’s drive away from the ferry at Carne Beach, Wexford.  It had been raining most of the day and it was still hosing it down when we arrived.  We could do nothing but park up in the closest pitch, plug into the electricity (blue job) and settle down for the evening.  Fortunately we had eaten on the boat but a small glass of wine helped to settle our jet lag before we retired for the night.

The sun was out the next morning although it was extremely windy.  We set off on our bikes to explore the local wild and pristine beaches before stopping at The Lobster Pot, a well known (and probably the only) hostelry in the area.  The oysters were the best we have ever tasted – whenever we have oysters we exclaim that they are the best ever – these really were and cost £10 for six.