Ireland: Day 4 (Cliffs of Moher)

Once we finished our visit to Bunratty Castle, we plugged Cliffs of Moher in the GPS. This famous tourist spot is over an hour's drive away. I don't remember much of the drive, although I remember the part where we were nearing the cliffs because the sight was very familiar to the the drive we take many times a year to Point Reyes.

Near the cliffs, we passed by a rock museum and a small graveyard. I wanted to stop and look, but since we were pressed for time, we just went our merry way; yet I was silently hoping we'd go back the same way. We didn't, pity.

Soon we reached the Cliffs of Moher. The conditions were terrible, though. Blustery and wet. When we pulled up to pay the entrance, the lady manning the kiosk warned us of a yellow warning currently in effect, meaning the wind gust was clocked at about 60 kph. We said, we'd brave it. After all we didn't drive all this way to just chicken out. In addition, there were other people going too, so what's the harm right?

Getting out of the car began our adventure. The wind blew us off our feet. This is the strongest wind I've ever encountered.

Leaving the parking lot we had to deal with both rain and wind. It was a struggle to move forward, the wind was pushing me back and I've got substantial meat in me bones, you know. In the end I figured walking backwards enabled me to move towards the cliffs better, so I did that.

Dealing with the wind, the rain, and the biting cold made all this a memorable experience. It was overcast for the most part, but the cliffs were magnificent any way so it was worth all the trouble. We stayed there as long as we could, visiting both sides of the platform, but did not even attempt to go to the tower anymore. We surrendered to the power of the elements.











































Too cold, we decided to warm up with coffee and scone at the visitor center. Inside they not only have a little cafe and gift shop, they also have a museum.

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