This morning we had a great breakfast at Doolin Hotel! I had Eggs Benedict without the eggs and Bud had scrambled eggs with bacon. We actually got an early start about 9am. We asked the hotel clerk where to see part of The Burren, which means great rock. The Burren is composed of rolling hills of limestone pavements with criss-crossing cracks. Lots of grass and flowers grow between the cracks and open spots bereft of limestone. During counter guerilla operatio
ns in The Burren in 1651-1652 Edmund Ludlow stated; Burren is a country where there is not enough water to drown a man, wood enough to hang one, nor earth enough to bury him...and yet the cattle are very fat for the grass growing in turfs of earth of two or three foot square that lie between the rocks, which are of limestone, is very sweet and nourishing.
Leaving Doolin, Ireland
How would you like to be these cows, living right on the beach?
What is this cow doing?
A farmer's field overlooking the Cliffs of Moher!
Sheep living it up at the beach!
Into the Burren!!!
We found this tackle/gift shop in a very small town, in fact the only other building was a little store run by the same people who had the tackle/gift shop! Of course we went in and shopped! Bud found some flies that were made by a local man! Score!
Then we saw this group of cows that Bud talked to and mooed to and this was their reaction!
What is the cow doing?
And then we came upon the much anticipated Irish Lighthouse!
Oh Well! It is cute, isn't it?
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