More on Moher

I said more than enough about the cliffs so here are some photos to share with you. This first photo was taken at the edge near the pier. This part of Doolin has a really great view of the Burren, the limestone was completely exposed with lovely flowers growing between the cracks. Walking over the stones made me feel a bit like a giant stepping over skyscrapers.


The next photo is of me lying near the cliff. The Cliffs near Doolin weren't as high as the ones we took the bus to. Still leaning over the edge you could feel the breeze off the ocean and the shear height give me that curious fluttery feeling in my chest. It doesn't look nearly as deep as it is.

This is along the official "Cliffs of Moher" area, there was a restricted pathway marked off by stone walls. Of course we stepped over to walk the 'cow path' along the edge. This lovely sign reminded us to use caution.
Running + Cliffs of Moher = Tripping & Death
Our lovely equation to summarize what could happen to YOU if you are careless in Ireland.

This was taken on our first walk out. My eyes were mysteriously "leaking" at the sight of the countryside. I claim it was the wind off the hills irritating my ducts, or perhaps dust.
This sign makes me laugh. I just like how it says the "cliffs are very dangerous". As if the notorious Cliff brothers will mug you from behind a rock and leave you for dead in the bog!! Or they may throw your body into the cavernous road holes. The road behind me had pot holes big enough to fit a VW into!
Here is a person to do justice to the beauty of the oceanside. *smile* Doesn't Anna look simply lovely? This was the first time she saw the ocean close up. I was like the old veteran. "Hm.. I remember my first time.." (only a year ago though! lol) "Cry Anna, Cry!! FEEL the emotion the expanse of the water and white capped waves bring to your heart!" *ahem*
We were very lucky to see the Moher on one of the two sunny days during the entirety of our stay in the Republic of Ireland. The following day while we left, the fog was very heavy and windy. As our bus to the airport rolled past the cliff tourism centre I could see lines of people struggling to climb up to the obscured view. "ha! suckers!!"

You can see the winding lines from here (the official paved path and unofficial footpath) We stood on the cliff and watched the birds. I picked up a few rocks from the ledge, they were very nice for skipping. I tried to skip a few... but I discovered skipping rocks into the ocean from an altitude of 500 feet doesn't really work. The cute silhouette is a nice little castle on the top.