Seekajaktour: Umrundung Irlands im Seekajak 2015

Pier and Beer – Being semi civilized or semi-wild?
Pier for me turned out to be shelter for me. A pier always saved checking a safe landing
spot. It was safe in itself. It often meant that there would be a pub as well and being
connected. Many times we came soaked from the sea dripping into a pub or coffee-shop
clutching something warm like a coffee at first (Guiness later of course) and got as close as
possible to the fire pit – feeling a home, at least for a few beers and chats. So with pier and
beer some basic demands of the campsite-diva were fulfilled. If the weather would have
been better, there would have been less need to search for civilized landing spots. But I am
not sure if I did not like it more that way. I am not sure if I would have likde the complete
wilderness and the need to be completely self-sufficient for weeks.
Knocking on Mizen´s Door: Mirco and Christian just before going round Mizen Head in front of Dermot
O´Sullivans Pub in Crookhaven
A book is …
“like a garden which you can carry in your pocket (or in your drybag?)” this Arabian saying I
learned from my wife Dagmar. And I learned for me, that this is true, especially when I am on
a longer trip. Every night before I went to sleep (or fell asleep)it became very important for
me to enter this “garden” even just for a length of a page, or being weather bound sharing
with Mark Twain “A life on the Mississippi” or watching together with Charles Dickens how
“David Copperfield” was growing up.
© Christian Dingenotto 2015
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