Day 4 - Aran Islands and cliffs


Today we saw the most magnificent things!

After a slow start to the day, we hopped on board the ferry named the “Happy Hooker” for a rocky trip to the Aran Islands. A few of us, particularly Andre, felt a little seasick. Others relished the waves, the wind and the sea spray. Once arrived, we rented bikes and made a beeline for the local café to warm up.

 After we’d guzzled down our hot chocolates, we pedaled along the mountainous inland route enjoying views on all sides. Eventually we made it to Dun Angus, a magnificent stone fort perched above the plunging cliffs. It was a great reward after climbing a steep 1 km trail, to sit on the precipice admiring the crashing waves of the Atlantic. Holy ground.






On the ferry back at 4:30 (11:30 Ottawa time), we thought of the congregation of First United lighting our candles.

(Due to technical difficulties, this post has been reconstructed from our collective memories).







Comments

  1. UnknownAugust 19, 2018 at 1:28 PM

    Sounds like quite an adventure, and quite a view!

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  2. WallaceAugust 19, 2018 at 8:13 PM

    Sometimes reaching a magnificent place like that on bike or on foot is the most rewarding. Hope you can share some pictures soon.

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  3. UnknownAugust 21, 2018 at 6:28 AM

    yikes! that looks like a steep cliff...

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  4. UnknownAugust 22, 2018 at 5:05 AM

    Beautiful photos! no swimming?
    :)

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  5. Olive MinousAugust 22, 2018 at 9:26 AM

    Holy ground indeed. Whenever I used to go to the cliffs of St. John's Newfoundland my Spirit would become so calm and at peace. Thank-you for sharing your visit. Marcelle

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  6. UnknownAugust 24, 2018 at 8:49 AM

    what dramatic scenes from the cliffs! I may have wanted to stay right there all day. Lillian

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  7. UnknownAugust 25, 2018 at 10:25 AM

    beautiful!!!

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