One day I’m almost swept off my feet by John Wayne in the village of Cong–or Innisfree–the next by a gust of wind off the Wild Atlantic Way. That’s Ireland for you.
The Cliffs of Moher, located in County Clare, is Ireland’s most visited natural attraction.
Unfortunately one of those visitors is lost over the side every week, we were told. Sometimes it is due to wind or crumbling rock underfoot. I kept a serious distance between me and the edges I encountered.
Sometimes, sadly, it appears to be due to despondency. Signs liberally posted by the Samaritans give a telephone number to call and receive counseling.
Ranging five miles along the coast, at its highest point the Cliffs stand 702 feet high. Geologists believe that long ago, when the area was much warmer (we could have used some of that), a large river flowed toward the Cliffs, bringing mud and sand with it, eventually forming the rock layers we see today. The Cliffs can appear both welcoming and tranquil and as a force to be reckoned with. The best view can be seen from the top of O’Brien’s Tower, built in 1835 by Cornelius O’Brien as an observation point for visitors. The picture below featuring the tower from a distance gives a perspective on just how impressive the area is.
I was also impressed by a local Irish flute player, whose sweet music filled the air, delighting passersby.
The Visitor Center features an exhibition about local flora and fauna and includes an IMAX-style movie. I wandered upstairs and did a bit of genealogical research on the interactive screen next to the restaurant, but opted not to eat lunch. I had quite a dinner in store for me.
We were on our way to Bunratty Castle, just an hour away. There we planned to tour the Castle and the Folk Park on the premises, followed by an authentic medieval feast.