This had nothing to do with gigs it was just a straightforward visit to a great place.
We got to go because of the hippie our man in havana who invited us. We set off early to Portmagee to get the boat to the island we went with a group of adventurers under the leadership of the hippies dad Frank Lewis who was making a radio show based on the archaeology of the island.
We brought with us supplies for the team of archaeologists and guides who live in small huts on the islands. We were taken on a tour of the island by the head archaeologist fellow who it turned out was very informative and chatty chappie.
We thoroughly explored the island on one of the finest days we have seen this year as you can clearly see from the photos.
To establish any kind of settelment on this rocky crag is in itself insane it is just astonishing the remotness the inhospitibility of the landscape the unrelenting atlantic pounding and the sea breeze that would rip you in two in the winter. The whole place literally clings to the island precariously on a steep slope. Another thing you notice straight away is the total lack of a fresh water source this was solved by the construction of cisterns.
We sat down in the sun for lunch and having some time to kill before we went back to the mainland while the hippie and his dad and the archaeoligist fellow went off up the hilariously high up to the south peak which is where the garden was and is literally out on a limb,we went down to the pier and chlled in the sun i even got to go for a swim in the water off the island
It really was a great privelege for both of us to visit this special place.
The photos say it better than i ever could.
Mal you should have come along. We could have helped with the form filling.