Entry 4: Heading up the coast to Galway

We left Dingle on a particularly foggy morning and drove north through Tralee and caught the ferry from Trabert across the mouth of the Shannon River.  From Trabert, we drove along the west coast, stopping in Lehinch for lunch.

This little beach town seemed like a good place to spend a little bit more time.  It had some of the same, laid back beach feel of Long Beach or some similar Pacific Coast town, except with Gaelic signs and a lot more pubs.  I had fish and chips with a local fish out of the Irish Sea--Hake.

Our next stop was supposed to be the Cliffs of Moher, one of the most famous sights on the island.  The fog had other plans.  After driving through several places that sounded like stops in Tolkien's Middle Earth, we began winding uphill toward the cliffs.  The fog got thicker and thicker.  By the time we reached the park's ticket gate and parking lot, visibility was less than 50 yards.  At what I am told is the edge of the Cliffs, we couldn't even see the edge.  The postcards in the gift shop were pretty....

After giving up on the Cliffs, we meandered our way through the Burren...

stopped at Dunguaire Castle...

then drove through Galway to check in at our B&B in Salthills.