|Teelin harbour surrounded by lovely hills and homes|
Harbour of refuge and the parking lot at the edge of the world
|Leaving Gola via the South Sound|
Our goal was to cross Donegal Bay, a wide expanse of water where one shore is not visible from the other. But first we had to sail down the coast of Donegal. The Atlantic can be mighty unforgiving here. It bounces into tall cliffs and bounces back out to cross itself. And it was just awful out there. Bash bash bash. Bash Bash bash. Hour after hour. After a while it got really tedious.
|Cardinal mark for Gola spit|
The seas were nasty and we were still bashing as we passed Rossan Point. Stop! I’d had enough. We decided to pull into Teelin (Teileann) just a few inlets short of Killybegs on the north shore of Donegal Bay. We were hoping Teelin would be okay with a southerly as it had a SE entrance. And it was. Just. As we entered the harbour, everything quieted down and we were happy. If the forecast was right, we’d have a good sail the next day from Teelin straight to Mayo across Donegal Bay.
Donegal Bay is Ireland's largest Bay, and it's northern shore has Ulster's highest sea cliffs at Slieve League (Sliabh Liag). They tower almost 2000 feet above sea level. We passed under these cliffs on our way to Teelin. What was that? A castle perched on the edge of a promontory. No, not that. The other thing that looks like cars parked on the cliff face. It IS cars parked along the cliff. There's a parking lot or a road with cars parked right at the edge. No barriers. No fencing. Just Atlantic straight down below. I hope they have really good brakes. Much more impressive than the Cliffs of Moher. We weren't sure we would want to go there to see from the top.
|Approaching Donegal Bay|
Interestingly, Teelin was one of the first towns to appear on maps of Ireland as its harbour was essential to the coastwise travel. Back in those days, it was easier to travel by sea than by land. Hence St. Columba's string of monastic settlements was a brilliant idea.
Our stop was uneventful as there appeared to be little reason for shore leave here. We watched the powerboats race by towards Killybegs in the evening. It’s the annual race around Ireland. Their next stop is to be Mayo Sailing Club in Clew Bay on the morrow. They must have had a rough ride today. Oh well, we were glad it wasn’t us bashing out there.
|Lighthouse at Rossan Point|
|The cliffs at Slieve League with cars parked along the edge|
|Castle perched on the cliff|
|The moorings at Teelin|
|Small boat harbour|
|Lovely mountain valley|
|The entrance to the harbour|
|The fish plant and pier|