These photos are from Day 7, Inisheer, where we visited the smallest of the Aran Islands by ferry and saw much of it by horse-drawn cart. The island is rich with history, from ruins and rock walls to a more recent rusty shipwreck.
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| The view along Slea head |
We polished off our
cheese, bread, and coffee, then headed back to the car for the latter half of
the Slea head drive.
I gazed out the
passenger window as the low rock wall sped by, looking out to the cliffs.
Bits of land jutted out into the water beyond, tops tufted with grasses so richly
colored that they were vibrant, even from afar. Farther beyond these, in
the hazy distance, islands rose up from sea. One of them, known as the
"Sleeping Giant", is true to its name - it looked exactly like a
giant on his back, his hands on top of his stomach, napping peacefully amongst
the waves. To our right, the green patchwork of the mountain sloped
upward, dotted with the occasional cottage or ruin. It was hard to know
which way to look when surrounded by so much beauty.
