We drove to Keem Bay and then ascended the headland to the little stone hut on top for majestic views. Heading roughly north along the sea cliffs we followed the sheep tracks occasionally peering over the vertiginous sea cliffs to the ocean below until we were reached Achill headland. All the while Slieve Croaghan was peering down at us. A high peat bog was below in the shoulder between us and Croaghan and the coastline stretched north and south out of sight. Clare Island had a continuous wave of cloud washing over her and the far peaks a dusting of recent snow. We felt humbled by the experience.
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