6:30 am. The sun is slowly rising as we get in the minivan and leave Limerick, Ireland behind us. Today my friend Mick and I are off to see the Cliffs of Moher. We both been there several times but we never saw them sundrenched or deserted by the tourists. According to today’s forecast, it is supposed to be a glorious day and this is the reason why we are on the road at 7 am.
We’ve been driving for an hour when we leave the main road and start winding slowly between the fields. As we do the sun catches up with us. All is quiet on the Burren, not a soul is out yet, except a few sheep peacefully grazing in their fields enjoying the first ray of lights. Mick is driving and I have time to admire the peaceful landscape of County Clare in the sun. How beautiful it is this morning! We pass a few thatched roof cottages with stacks of pit drying on the side of the road. I have been to the cliffs many times but today is the very first time I am going to see them at sunrise. There isn’t a single cloud in the sky and despite the early hour, it is already quite warm. When we arrive at the Cliffs of Moher, everything is still quiet.
I am quite excited to have the cliffs to myself and I am trying to soak the landscape in. Mick is just as excited as I am and we almost run up the staircase taking us to the top of the hill. We are barely halfway but we can already hear the waves crashing against the cliff from the distance. By the time we arrive at the top I can’t stop smiling, so happy to see the Cliffs of Moher once more! And here they are!
