Last week I had a couple of comments saying that they didn't know Ireland had hurricanes. They rarely do, but while we were there Hurricane Ophelia was racing across the Atlantic. It was originally losing some power until it went through an area of warmer air and quickly picked up strength again. We knew Ireland was going to take the brunt of it, particularly the area near Cork where we were staying. We were lucky to be staying in a substantial bed and breakfast when it struck. We stood in our bedroom and saw several trees uprooted. Soon the electric went out and the owner told us there were power lines and trees down everywhere. We were due to move on that day but couldn't get out, and of course her new guests couldn't get there, so we were able to stay another night. Thankfully she had a small back up generator so kept us well fed.
Next morning she told us some of the roads had been re-opened but not all. We decided to take a chance and drive on to our next bed and breakfast in the hamlet of Camp. We got there with no major hold ups but saw a lot of destruction of old mature trees on the way.
When we got to our bed and breakfast in Camp, the owner said they had been relatively untouched by the hurricane even though they were probably less than 50 miles away as the crow flies.
The day after the hurricane.
Driftwood washed up onto the beach.
He didn't seem to be bothered by the weather the day before!
I am joining Sandee at Comedy Plus for the blog hop.
