Rural Living in Tory Island
The ferry ride to Tory Island was wild and woolly. The seas were rougher than I expected but our ship seems to be just plowing through the waves. I would have imagined it to slow down in face of a coming wave or a trough for that matter. As a result of this, the people sitting outside the enclosed area of the ship were soaking wet from the water splashing all over the place. The splashing calmed down quite a bit after we started approaching Tory Island. It wasn’t really a very long ride. It lasted around 45 minutes but what a 45 minutes it was. Perhaps this is part of the whole Tory Island adventure as you get to see the conditions people have to endure when go to and from the island.
Houses at Tory Island
The feeling I had when we were approaching Tory was anticlimactic. It felt that the fun was over when we were about to leave the boat. Almost as if a theme park ride was winding up. As we were approaching the harbor, we can already see some of the houses that were built here. I was half expecting houses to be traditional Irish thatched roof houses. But the houses here were not much different from the one I was staying in. Tory Island was supposed to be an island which is still quite traditional but I guess they weren’t traditional at least in that regard. To the left, we can see the houses which make up the main street of the village as well as a wall of some sort. I wasn’t sure if it was a defensive wall or one to protect the coast. I think I will be able to find out soon.
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