Inisheer doesn’t draw the crowds that Inishmore does, but as the Aran Islands go, it’s worthy of an overnight stop. There are a handful of sights, a few B&B’s, a hostel, and three pubs. All in walking distance. As a matter of fact, it’s all walking distance. The island is only three miles around. Locals get around by trap~a horse pulled wagon.
From the pier, hang a right, and head for Ned’s place-Tigh Ned(House of Ned). Grab a pint and ask for Ned. If he’s in, you’re in for a treat. This guy will CRAIC you up. If he’s not in, have a local point to a picture on the wall of Ned. It will crack you up. That’s Ned with the funky grin.
No time to hurry, you’re on island time. Even if the B&B’s are booked, there’s always the hostel next door to Tigh Ned. I was hoping to make this a hostel night, Hali opted for our own en-suite room, full Irish breakfast. No problem. There’s a room over a pub a short walk away. We check in, then check out the ruckus below in the pub. Just a few guys, having a few pints, before they take the ferry back in a few minutes.
From our room we can see a ruined castle atop a hill. Gotta see this!! We passed the castle gate and were heading toward a “newer” ruin. Something Napolean had built for his Army. Just down the way, along the rock fences, we hear music. It’s coming from the castle ruins. Under the towering ruins of the castle was a large group of school-aged children playing traditional Irish music. With their pipes, drums, squeezeboxes, and bare feet, they played. In between songs the adults would assemble the children on the grass for traditional Irish dance, in their bare feet. No fancy costumes, headwear, or big shoes- in their bare feet! Real Traditional Irish dance.