When we arrived in Cullen I gave a book to a couple who had a beautiful New Foundland dog. They told us they were just back from visiting a ruined Castle and that the walk was worth it. That was good enough for me so I dragged Emma along despite her reticence.
We thought we should find a place to put the tent up as soon as possible so we could have time to figure out just exactly how to put it up but also so we could relax and get the first night under our belts with no disasters. Unfortunately, Emma had other ideas.