Cliffs of Mohr, home to the Puffins

As I mentioned in the last post, the trip uphill to the cliffs of Mohr is a white-knuckle drive. Imagine a road the size of a single car driveway and hedges or stone walls on either side of the pavement. Now send a couple of tourbuses down the hill towards you and the drivers want to play chicken! The considerate Irish have built pull-overs onto the side of the roadway every 25 feet or so. If you can make it to a pull-over, you’re safe! If not….good luck! Matt wondered why there weren’t auto repair shops on every corner to fix the broken mirrors and scraped door panels. But our luck held and after only one encounter with a hedge, we arrived at the Cliffs of Mohr around 2:30 PM. The timing was to avoid most of the tourbusses and the crowds. It worked!
I managed to climb up the right-hand trail to the lesser cliffs. This side had a castle roundtower that you can enter and a spectacular view of the taller cliffs to the left. This was also the side of the Rookery, the nesting site of the Puffins and other seabirds.
My knee screamed at me to NOT climb the longer, higher trail to view where I then stood. So I sat on a bench while Sally, Matt and Tom went on to the right hand trail. When they returned Sally tattled on the men and how they climb past the “Do not pass this point” sign to take pictures from the cliffs’ edge. Then it was back into the car and downhill we went, goodbye Benbullben Mountain! Matt did not lie, the trip down the backside road was much more enjoyable!
It was well past tea, I mean pub time when we rolled into the village of Ennis. Our pub of choice was Cruises Bar. Ennis is a college town and there is a large youth hostel on the edge of the town center, so the streets and pub were filled with young people. Our bartender, Ricki recommended Gray Gables B & B, right next door to his parents’ home on O’ Connell Street. This was a medieval narrow shop street, that twisted and turned for a couple of blocks, charming! We unloaded the luggage, no 3 flights of steps this time, but the guys did have to lift them up a narrow spiral staircase, always an adventure!
We walked back to Cruises Bar for a dinner of Beef & Guiness Pie and another night of traditional Irish music. This time we watched as a pair of young Chinese musicians apprenticed under the local music legends. Imagine they travelled from China to Ireland to learn traditional Irish fiddle music. They did very well! Early to bed, our breakfast was set for 7:30!

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