Wowza!
or cliffs and a sore arse...
28.09.2007 -17 °C
So I've spent the last few days in a tiny (TINY) village called Doolin on the west coast of Ireland.. It is beautiful and authentic and slow moving and fantastic. I was staying in a hostel right beside a little river.. But in all honesty, it felt more like somone's house than a hostel.. It was super cozy, and the manager Karl was thirty-seven kinds of fantastic. During the days there were heaps of things to do and at night we sat around a peat fire (which smells AMAZING by the way) and I read or sewed patches on my backpack.. It was really relaxing and lovely.. My first full day there I decided to go to the Cliffs of Moher, I was going to take the bus, but Karl told me about a trail that lead along the cliffs edge all the way to the lookout point.. It sounded great, and since the map said it was only about three miles I figured it was totally do able... Maps. *scoffs*. To be fair, it was a BEAUTIFUL walk... Ok.. Not so much a walk as a hike... Uphill... through a death defying obstacle course...
Some of it was really easy..
Most of it wasnt...
And some of it was just plain terrifying...
Anyway, I got to the lookout, found out I had missed the last bus back and was going to have to walk.. Which wouldn't have been so bad if it had actually only BEEN three miles way... Instead of eight... Turned into a seven hour and sixteen mile trek round trip.. But in the end, I got some AMAZING pictures, and I made it out alive so it was totally worth it.. But I'm not sure I would do it again....
Now, the next day I decided to take it easy and go for a slow bike ride, about eighteen miles, but on a bike that isn't bad... That was the plan... Unfortunately there were two routes.. The shorter, easier eighteen mile route, and the forty mile, more strenuous route.. Now I set out planning to take the shorter route.. But.. I missed my turn, and by the time I'd noticed it was too late and I was stuck... Forty miles.. Jesus.. My arse is sooooooo sore... Anyway.. my plan for the next couple days is just to take it really easy and maybe walk around town a bit... Take it easy from all this relaxation...






Sarah, you can make a pain in the ass (beg your pardon) still sound like fun!
I love you.
29.09.2007 by auntycindy