We weren’t sure which way to go today. Do we head west to the coast or north east through the mountains. I was ready to let a coin decide our route until we met a group of four tourists, two of whom were Irish.
They agreed that although they were heading west that the mountains were the way to go. So we rolled into the mountains and were rewarded with quiet roads and lots of sheep. In fact it’s safe to say that if you see a lot of sheep you know you’re in for a quiet ride. Follow the sheep. Baaaa.