Dingle Peggy: Further Travels In Ireland On Horseback by Hilary BradtDingle Peggy: Further Travels In Ireland On Horseback by Hilary Bradt

Dingle Peggy: Further Travels In Ireland On Horseback

byHilary Bradt

Paperback | September 17, 2013

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Hilary continues her journey on horseback, described in Connemara Mollie, through south west Ireland. With her new pony, Peggy, she travels from the Dingle Peninsula in County Kerry, down the coast of County Cork, before turning inland through Counties Waterford, Tipperary and Limerick. The story is both a portrait of Ireland and its people in 1984 and of the growing affection between the author and her pony. Both confront their fears: Peggy was used to pulling a cart and hated going cross country, while Hilary's confidence was shattered by her experience in the mountains of Kerry with Mollie. But all ends well.Hilary Bradt is well known as a writer of articles and guidebooks.
Title:Dingle Peggy: Further Travels In Ireland On HorsebackFormat:PaperbackDimensions:160 pages, 7.75 × 5.25 × 0.68 inPublished:September 17, 2013Publisher:Bradt Travel GuidesLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:1841624802

ISBN - 13:9781841624808

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CHAPTER 1"That's the house!" I said, relieved at recognising it after a gap of two months. It was the second good omen of the day, the first being the ease with which I'd hitched a lift to Castle Gregory from Tralee. A white pony was grazing in the adjacent field and my heart twanged. Mollie! But of course it wasn't - indeed it wasn't even a pony. Looking more closely I saw long ears. Then Noel emerged from the house and I was immediately enfolded into the warmth of the Hennessy family. Noel's mum, Kathleen, put the kettle on and showed me into the spare bedroom. My luggage was in the shed, a bit cobwebby, but intact. There was Mollie's precious saddle, and the saddle bags, and all the bits and pieces I needed to continue my trek. Memories flooded back and I resolutely chased them away. Now was the time to look forward. All I lacked was a horse or pony. As soon as I dared, I raised the subject, hoping that someone had heard about Mollie's death and offered me a replacement. No, but Pedar would fix me up with something for sure. He was the local horse dealer and incidentally the owner of the animal in the field. It was a jennet (donkey mother, pony father) and it was in disgrace. Pedar had sold it to a local man to pull a cart, but the animal was frightened of the white lines in the road (I can understand that; in 1984 they were a rarity) and had bolted. Before Pedar took it back, Noel was planning to use it for farm work but it chased sheep so had to be hobbled. It was a sturdy-looking animal so I asked if I could try riding it. I rather fancied travelling around Ireland on a jennet, but it was shaped like one of those toys you make out of a styrofoam ball and matchsticks. There was nowhere to put the saddle on the spherical body, and when I got on bareback I nearly fell off the other side.

Editorial Reviews

REVIEWS OF CONNEMARA MOLLIE This is a well-written account of a journey through Ireland, full of witty observations, a vivid sense of place and wonderful descriptions of people encountered along the way, but it's also much more than that. Essentially, it's a love story. Hilary and Mollie (the Connemara pony she bought for the journey) were strangers at the beginning of their adventure, but as they travelled together through Ireland an extraordinary bond grew between them. Their relationship and their journey are described with such honesty and warmth that I began to feel I was riding alongside, experiencing every joy and setback. Victoria Eveleigh, author of A Stallion called Midnight Hilary Bradt (publisher of Bradt Guides) recalls her journey across rural Ireland among the people of Galway, Mayo, Clare and Kerry in the 1980s in this sweet - and surreptitiously affecting - memoir. Quickly sketching her love of travel and adventure and ponies in the first two chapters, she chronicles her ride from Connemara to the Dingle Peninsula. An ode to her youth, horses, Ireland and a momentous event all those many years ago, Connemara Mollie is ultimately a tribute to an unusually personable white pony. The irrepressible Hilary promises a second volume (with a happy ending)Longitude, USA The straightforward travel diary structure is engaging, but it is the tale of Bradt's relationship with her pony that really sets this traveller's tale apart. The fact that she is recounting her journey at a remove of 25 years brings a sense of clarity to the book - she is able to relate with a reflective, dispassionate tone. This only adds to the telling of the story: her writing is never showy, but she has an ability to capture people and places in a few short sentences. This true-life adventure has a charm all of its own.The Connemara Journal