Before leaving for Ireland, we saw some stunning pictures of the Cliffs of Moher and we were told that it was a must see. So after our lunch in Lahinch, we drove up the west coast to the cliffs. But being there with the wind blowing in our faces and seeing the gulls coasting in the updrafts, it was even more beautiful than I pictured it. It was absolutely breathtaking.
A travel blog, something I should have begun years ago, is next on my writing horizon. In keeping with the retroactive theme of my surf blog, this too will require going back in time (at least initially) to capture some important trips. I know, I know – who posts stories from the past, wayin the past, but some of these things must be captured. However, the first group of posts (and this one will actually be in real time) is our trip to Ireland.