We arrived at Shannon airport in the early hours of Sunday April 17th. The weather was typical Irish wet and blustery. The all night flight left us a bit road weary yet also very excited about the days to come. We picked up our rental car and proceeded to drive an hour or so to our first destination, the cliffs of Moher. The morning drive took us thru County Claire past rolling green hills filled with cows, sheep, stone walls, the occasional derelict ruin, picturesque quaint small towns, a lovely little intro to the atypical Irish landscape. When we arrived at the cliffs the weather had not improved and the cliffs were barely visible thru the fog. So the next logical step was to find a pub, (the first of many that we would frequent) and have a Guinness, (the first of many that we would quaff). The pub had some fine stew as well. The combination of no sleep, warm stew topped off with a few Guinness left us a bit done in, so we checked into our hotel and slept. We woke up later that afternoon to see warm sunny blue skies, skies that we saw every morning thereafter until our departure! So back to the cliffs of Moher we went for a few hours of hiking along the cliff sides. 

The Cliffs of Moher are one of Ireland's most spectacular sights. The Cliffs of Moher rise from Hag's Head in the south and reach their highest point (230 meters) just north of O’Brien’s Tower. From this vantage point one can see the Aran Islands, Galway Bay, as well as The Twelve Pins and the Connemara Mountains to the north. 

O'Brien's Tower was built in 1835 by Cornelius O'Brien a descendant of Brian Boru, the High King of Ireland.

Herself in the doorway of O'Brien's tower.

Some sort of air plant growing on the side of O'Brien's Tower. The Aran Islands, (Inis Oirr in the foreground).
Looking south along the Cliffs of Moher. Looking north.
Looking east back towards the town of Liscannor. The Green Fields we hiked thru........
.....and our friends the cows.
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