After our first night in Galway, we headed down to the Cliffs of Moher, via more of the Wild Atlantic Way. On the way, we stopped at Dunguaire Castle.
Dunguaire Castle, near Kinvarra
Dunguaire Castle, circa 16th C.
In Ireland, nothing gets torn down. Nothing. It is all just left to slowly return to the land. In the long interim, nature has its way, producing interesting photo opportunities.
Some lady, apparently having a wild hair day...
More of nature's way, as it grows a vertical garden on the castle wall.
They hold banquets here nightly, however our schedule didn't allow us to partake.
Thatched roofs are popular in this region of Ireland. They are immaculate and impeccably maintained.
An Irishman repairing his roof.
Wild Atlantic Way
Oh, how I wish I had more photos to share of the drive along the coast between Kinvarra and Cliffs of Moher. It was breathtaking. We enjoyed it immensely.
This is so uncool of me, but I snagged a photo off of the internet, to provide an idea of the beauty of this coastal area. In gratitude, I'll plug the website where I found it... http://www.boghill.com/where-we-are/local-villages-attractions/
On the way back, I fell in love with these houses and their brightly painted doors. How would you like to live in one of these little beauties, which face the Atlantic Ocean? Yes, please!
Cliffs of Moher
I'll just let these photos speak for themselves...
Oh Gosh, I loved this fellow! (Er, Lassie?)
Mi Madre wasn't too happy with how close to the edge I was for this one...
Hope you enjoyed these. Ireland. Beautiful. Magical. Calling your name.