The Gap of Dunloe was so beautiful I decided it had to have its own post.
Of course, sort of like the Cliffs of Moher (which we missed completely because of the fog), we weren’t so sure we’d be able to see it.
We visited the Gap of Dunloe on what we thought would be a gorgeous, sunny morning on our way from Killarney to Kinsale.
Unfortunately, as we drove closer to the place where we would park and walk in, the sky began to grow dark…
It wasn’t long before we realized we’d been silly to walk. While there are signs discouraging drivers, one passed by every few minutes… and eventually we looked back and realized we’d lost half our crew.
… right about the time they also passed us up in the car they’d gone back for.
But we were resilient. Tough! And darnit we were going to see the Gap of Dunloe on foot. We were already out there, after all.
… sometime after that (I’d like to say a long time but it might not have been) the wind and rain continued to grow stronger, and we might’ve had a little crack in our resolve.
We decided to head back for our car too, reasoning that we wanted to get to the top of the hill, but we knew we’d be spent if we had to brave the wind the whole way. (Totally acceptable excuse.)
After walking back the way we came, past the carriages and cars, and retreating to the warmth of our rental, we finally made it to the top of the hill and looked out over the beauty below.
It was just then (I kid you not) that the sun started to peek through the fog.
… and even though it felt, just a little bit, like Ireland was laughing in our face… raining on our walk and giving in only once we’d abandoned our quest for the car, we left feeling inspired by the incredible beauty and refreshed by the wind and the rain.
… on to relish our last few days in a place we’d now officially decided we never wanted to leave.