This one DOES simply walk into Moher

Categories:Adventures, Ireland, Shannon
Vagabond Tim
While I may be misquoting Boromir a bit, the cliffs of Moher are simply breathtaking. The salt spray can, with high winds, almost hit one in the face despite the nearly four hundred foot elevation of the cliffs. Some time in the last decade it was decided that perhaps a wall would be a wise choice as tourists kept edging out to the scrambly crumbling edge to take death defying (hopefully) photographs.

In 1835 Cornelius O’Brien built a tower atop the cliffs in a bid to pick up chicks (Not kidding). Supposedly he also built the retaining wall however like most of Irish history a casual observer is forced to conclude that it is entirely made up as the walls are not consistent with the construction methods of the day. The legend of this tower building poonhound also claims that he foresaw the tourism industry of the modern world and in his will forbade the charging of fees to visit the cliffs, I assume he also willed that drinks in the tourist center should be overpriced.

After walking along the cliffs for quite some time and promising my firstborn in exchange for a bottle of water I decided it was time to head out and see more of Irelands wonderfully made up history.

The next stop was the Dingle peninsula… and yes I giggled like a schoolgirl at the name.

In 1983 a wild bottlenose attention seeking dolphin moved into the area and began trying to make a name for himself as a local attraction, the locals named him Fungie for some reason. The locals claim that Fungie has not been fed or trained in any way and performs these entertaining activities of his own accord, however Dolphins have on average a twenty year lifespan. Fungie is either one of the oldest living bottlenose dolphins or the locals have brought in trained replacement dolphins.

Dingle is home to some 52 pubs and a few hundred residents. The tour buses stop here with a fair regularity so that excuses the absurdity of the situation to a small extent. One of the reasons I went to visit Dingle is the new Dingle Distillery, unfortunately I was both unable to inspect the distillery and unable to spend several thousand dollars on a cask of whiskey I would not be able to drink for at least five years. I still think it would be a great idea to buy one and insist in my will that it be opened for my wake, and that the wake doesn’t end until the cask does.  Just for clarity a cask holds some 160ish bottles.

My sister has an uncanny ability to sneak up on me with a camera while I am staring off into the distance

My sister has an uncanny ability to sneak up on me with a camera while I am staring off into the distance

Supposedly on a clear day one can see the Aran Islands, I heard this as Iron Islands and was scanning the horizon for boats bearing the Golden Kraken

Supposedly on a clear day one can see the Aran Islands, I heard this as Iron Islands and was scanning the horizon for boats bearing the Golden Kraken

Those small nearly invisible landmasses in the distance are the Aran Islands

Those small nearly invisible landmasses in the distance are the Aran Islands

Seriously someone needs to take that kids camera away

Seriously someone needs to take that kids camera away

I may have hung my sister over a cliff until she promised to stop sneaking up on me, but it was worth the photo

I may have hung my sister over a cliff until she promised to stop sneaking up on me, but it was worth the photo

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