Cliffs of Moher, The Burren and a night out in Galway – 10/4/2007

Dave and I had pretty much a day to get out of Cork and see something. He had to be back in Cork for an appointment with a doctor that was linked to his employment chances, so pretty non-negotiable. The plan was to motor up the coast for something and stay the night in Galway. Dave would catch the bus back the next morning and I would have Wednesday morning through Thursday evening to wander on my own. We would then do something slightly abusive on Friday before Kate rejoined us later that evening.

We decided that based on the mountain biking pub crawl article in MBUK that I brought across and accompanying photos, we should go see the Cliffs of Moher. So we did, along with all of the other herds of tourists. Those guys are nuts. The ledge where they cycled was visible despite the cloud of fog that made everything invisible. No wonder they now have large stone barriers between the parts where people walk and the edges of the cliffs. That and the wind. I’m sure more than one tourist has been blown off the cliffs on a bad day. The fog meant visibility was crap. We walked along the path that followed the edge for a while and eventually it cleared. The views were amazing and we thought the bikers even more silly.

After the cliffs, we enjoyed an impromptu driving tour of the Burren, an area my MINI would have loved, and took a late lunch on a hillside near Newtown Castle. We arrived in Galway around 5pm. Drinks, dinner, more drinks. It was a good night, although stuffy hostel air made me a little queasy for a while.