The West Coast of Ireland

I didn’t fancy trying to drive in Ireland, so we took a coach tour that got us out of the city limits.  It also gave us front-row seats to Ireland’s wonderfully changeable weather, which is why the sky gets as much attention from me as the castle in the first picture:

My favorite part of the trip was our two-hour stop at the Cliffs of Moher.  I love walking, I love seeing natural beauty that is distinct about a place I’m visiting, and I loved the stiff breeze coming off the ocean. I kept a close eye on my watch as I walked, since we were warned that the bus would not wait, but every curve I passed revealed another curve . . . I’m glad I turned back, though, since our guide told me that the path along the cliff goes on for 15 or so miles, and I wouldn’t have seen any reason to stop for a long time!

It’s hard to tell that the cliffs rise 700 feet above the water, but the presence of a tower lends some sense of scale:

Mom surprised me by loving the wind along the coast.  She and I had clearly had enough of the stultifying heat and humidity back home.


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One Response to The West Coast of Ireland

  1. Heidi says:

    A tourist fell off the side of the cliffs the day that we visited, so we watched them rescue a person by helicopter! Needless to say, we did not get very close to the edge that day.

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