Day 13 - The Cliffs of Moher Walk

It was not a good night's rest and we woke to a cold, wet morning. When we went down to breakfast, the hostess said it's a clear day. I commented that it was kind of damp. She acted like I had rained on her parade, but there was rain hitting the window so I think I was right. I asked her if WE could have a glass of water and she said, "of course you can." She brought one glass of water so Jo Anne and I split it into our empty little juice glasses. 

I did manage to hang my camera out the window of our room to catch the sunrise. 

After breakfast, we drove into Doolin to the information Center to get instructions for the walk. The lady there was very helpful in telling us where to park the car and pick up the trail. 

We were glad she gave us such good info when we saw this sign. 

It's a bit of a hike along a narrow road up to the trail head. 

It always astounds me the way they stack stone to build fences. 

Always good to know we are walking along dangerous cliffs and could fall off. 

There's a different perspective today as we walk in the opposite direction.

The ruins of a tower in the distance look quite small. Wait till you see it up close. 

We keep asking ourselves if we're really here. It seems so surreal.  

Getting closer to the tower.

Looking across at the Aran Islands 

If you look really close, you can see Jo Anne at the base of the tower. It is called the Moher tower at Hags Head. The cliffs rise up from the Atlantic 390' at Hags Head and reach their maximum height of just over 700' north of O'Briens tower (picture on yesterday's post).

Looking up into the tower 

This is the view on the other side of the trail. The sun is peeking through the clouds. 

It's really cold and windy and is spitting rain that feels like ice on our faces. 

Part of the trail that is not secured by a rail. 

Climbing over the stiles. 

Brrrr it's cold. 

Camera at the ready waiting for her to miss a rock and tumble in. We decided to climb up over the grassy mound and go around instead. 

Trails going right along the edge. 

A rainbow in the sky

You can see people walking right up on top of the cliff's edge and that's where we're headed. 

"We stand fearless at the cliff-edge of doom, courageous in seastorm and earthquake." Psalms 46:2

After walking along the cliffs for over two hours and experiencing both stomach-dropping and awe-inspiring views, we made it to the visitor center where this little man is playing a most melancholic version of "Oh Danny Boy" on his little tin whistle. It gave us chills and brought tears to our eyes. What an epic end to the Cliffs of Moher part of our great adventure. 

We leave the cliffs and head to Galway, where we'll spend the next three nights.

We stopped in Doolin to eat lunch and do a little shopping. O'Connors pub had beef and Guiness stew. Yumm!!!

Once again, it's a beautiful drive with water...

and castle views.

I haven't had any trouble remembering to drive on the left hand side of the road; however, I have taken on a curb or two and we've decided that they don't have to trim the hedges along the narrow roads because the tourists do it for them. I've trimmed a few myself. 

I've also found that even when the speed limit is 100 kilometers per hour, it is not only not necessary to drive that speed but it's also not safe; especially when the 100 kph sign is right next to one that says "caution, oncoming traffic in middle of the road", or "sheep crossing", or there are people walking their dogs down the middle of the lane.

We finally got someone to take our picture so you aren't faced with another selfie.

So, we come to the end of another day and rest in His peace and the knowledge that He is in control of all things.

Today's stats: 9.46 miles and 23,435 steps