Day 18:Killarney to Doolin.
The rain continued all night, at times we had hail, and the wind howled.
The skies were a dark gray as we left Killarney and it didn’t look like there was any chance of the weather lifting today. What made it even more hectic was the WIND. I have never experienced wind like this, we had great difficulty trying to open car doors and then the wind would slam them shut with such force.
Due to the weather, we decided to take the most direct route into Doolin. Even direct routes take you through narrow farm lanes and pretty scenery.
Also, unexpectedly we arrived at the Shannon River and had to do a ferry crossing between Tarbert and Killimer. We arrived just in time to take the 20 minute ride across the river. It cost €23 (R476) but the alternative was a long drive back inland. It was a super surprisingly smooth journey on really choppy waters. I braved the 6degree temperatures and howling gales to take a few a few pics.
The sea and sky were truly dramatic today, with hues of black, white and gray. The pictures have not been edited.
Doolin is an adorable little town, the main, narrow road, consisting of a couple of shops and a pub. The main attraction here are the Cliffs of Moher. Today, we had views of them in their full glory, with the crashing waves causing upward waterfalls along their 14km stretch of rugged County Clare coastline.
We stayed in a stunning spot, the Atlantic View House, where we were fortunate to have awesome views of the cliffs and ocean.
We settled in at O’Connors pub for the evening. I found a new favourite cider, Orchard Thieves and enjoyed a few Baby Guinness (Kahlúa and Baileys), Gray had his usual Guinness and Robs settled into the Irish whiskeys. Oh and the food was also great.
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