Staying in Dublin we decided to take a day trip out of the city and go explore the Cliffs of Moher/Galway area. I think that part of my brain definitely confused the Cliffs of Moher with the Cliffs of Dover (whoops). If you’re in Dublin and have a day to spare I definitely recommend going to see the cliffs because they were absolutely breathtaking. Even the ride through the countryside is beautiful. The rolling hills, the cows, the stone walls left behind from the famine years–it’s all very picturesque.
I went with a tour group (Wild Rover Tours) and we stuck to a pretty tight schedule. I really liked the tour group because the tour guides provided us with so many interesting facts and tidbits. For example, during the bus ride I learned that the Irish people believe in fairies and are very superstitious about Fairy Trees. It’s a part of Irish folklore that basically says if you destroy or cut down one of these trees you’ll have years of bad luck. In fact, the Irish are so serious about these trees that they once delayed the building of the National Motorway by 10 years because the proposed motorway would’ve involved cutting down a fairy tree. The issue went to the Irish Parliament and the motorway was diverted. On the drive from Dublin to the cliffs we drove by that fairy tree.
Anyways, back to the cliffs: Ireland is pretty rainy all year round, so bad weather could prevent you from even seeing the cliffs. We actually got stuck in traffic for about 45 minutes due to an oil spill, but this turned out to be a good thing because the fog at the cliffs cleared as soon as we arrived. If we’d gotten there any sooner we wouldn’t have had any visibility. It’s important to remember that the weather can change pretty quickly.
When we arrived the fog was burning off but still lingering and hung around us. The hills were unbelievably green and there was an old man playing traditional Irish music on a flute while his dog lay beside him. A stop at the visitor center left us wondering why there was a sign in the bathroom that said “No washing muddy feet in the sink” along with suicide prevention signs (pretty morbid). But wandered on the paths along the edge of the cliffs, we understood. It gets extremely muddy on those trails and there’s no railing along the cliffside.
The fog rose up from down below and drifted over the edge of the cliffs. As you looked into the distance each cliff got progressively lighter. This is one of my favorite things, whether it’s a mountain range, trees in a forest, etc. I love when things fade into the distance. As the fog burned off you could see a small castle-type building perched on a hill above the cliffs. All I can say is, after visiting, I understand why the Cliffs of Moher are considered one of the seven wonders of the world. I’ll let the photos speak for themselves.