Road trip – Ireland’s West Coast 

I wanted to write about our over night road trip to the Dingle, the a Cliffs of Moher and the Burren all in one post.

So get settled in and enjoy.

Beginning our morning in Kinsale, we woke up before sunrise and made our way down countless winding roads making our way towards Killarney.

We had a very long day of driving ahead of us, but looking back, the time flew by as we admired out surroundings, passing through all different kinds of landscapes, green rolling hills, mountains, oceans, beaches, cliffs and the alien-like Burren.
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Our first stop of the morning was in Killarney, where we parked and strolled through the rain seeking coffee and a snack for our grumbling bellies. As it was still early, most of the shops were still closed, and the streets deserted. We were able to find a shop a few blocks away, filled up on coffee, cookies and pumpkin bread, and were on our way again.

Dingle, Ireland

We had scheduled a 10 a.m. horseback riding tour in Dingle, so time was tight. I wish we had an extra 20 minutes to stop at Inch Beach, and take in some of those Wild Atlantic Way views.

The horseback riding was so much fun, even though we were drenched from the fresh Irish rain. Photos were difficult to take, since it was raining and horseback isn’t the most stable perch to snap pictures.


  
My horse was named Rosie, and Nav’s white stallion was called Homer. We were joined on our tour by a mother and her three children. When our tour guides pointed out we were from North Pole, the youngest child looked at Nav and asked “But where are your pointy ears?” in her adorable accent. She thought we must be elves since we lived in the North Pole.

We booked through Dingle Horse Riding and really enjoyed our tour. I think we should’ve been clearer that we had more experience, because we basically were walking in a nice line- but it was still fun!

After the ride we were soaking wet  and famished. We drove into Dingle, which by then was packed with tourists. Since we were staving, we stopped in to The Goat Street Café, for my favorite, eggs benedict (of course). The food, and the lattes that came with it warmed our chilled bones, and we hopped back into the car to drive north to The Cliffs of Moher.


  
  
  
  
I am so good at selfies! 😉

   The Cliffs were breathtaking.

There were lots of tourist taking in the cliffs, and enjoying the views. The clouds came and went, so some photos are sunny and others overcast.

We toured the visitor’s center inside, which is built into the side of a hill. There are some neat exhibits if you’re interested in nature and science.

All in all, it was worth 10/10 euros, the price of entry to the Cliffs.

We were staying near The Burren National Park, just north of the cliffs in Ballyvaughan. Honestly, I didn’t know what The Burren was, until we got there. The Burren National Park is 15 km2 (1500 hectares) and was established in 1991 as Ireland’s fifth and smallest National Park.

Driving down into Ballyvaughan

 Look at that view!
I found a delightful Bed and Breakfast on booking.com which you can book here, Cappabhaile House. The room was gorgeous, and the bed was cozy and soft. The best part is we could look out our window and see cows grazing, and The Burren’s famous limestone hills. Second best, was the wonderful breakfast that we were treated to the next morning.



See that rainbow? Magical!

Nav and I miss Ballyvaughan, especially after a long day. Maybe someday we will move there.

We walked about a mile into town from our B&B and walked to the water. We sat at a hotel bar to kill some time, as the pubs didn’t open until 8 p.m. We  recommend O’Loclainn’s  for drinks, and Lounge Bar and Restaurant  for dinner. Nav had bangers and mash, I had Guinness stew with toasts. The stew was amazing! We were able to chat with the staff and had a wonderful time getting to know them… and tossing back pints of Bulmers. We had a wonderful night out on the town, meeting locals, drinking, discussing politics, and ice hockey.


 The staff invited us out to another pub that locals frequented, where the bar tender fixed us up some bailey’s irish whisky shots. Music blarred, and people danced, and at the end of the night, Nav and I walked back home, past the cows and sheep, towards sleep.

Luckily we had a hearty breakfast to get back on our feet the next morning.


 This was probably our favorite memory from our trip. Hanging out with locals, and enjoying the small town feel of Ballyvaughan was really special, and we will never forget it.


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