The weather in Ireland isn’t for the faint of heart. We had our fingers crossed for at least a semi-reasonable day for our visit to the Cliffs of Moher. When we were leaving Galway to head out, the forecast was a bit of a flip of a coin on what we’d get. There was going to be wind (that was for sure) and on the drive, the clouds kept closing in to the point that visibility was almost nothing when we arrived. But a few minutes later, after we had ducked inside to put on ponchos for our hike around the cliffs, the clouds started a magical pulling away and while we were in danger of being blown off the cliffs and were pelted with rain, the view opened up and we were in awe.
















