so I had to look the island over within the space of
three hours. I began with a romantic-looking cemetery
near an airfield.
You can see the northern leg of Cliffs of Moher
in the distance.
That's where I found St. Cavan's. It was a full-fledged
church for hundreds of years, but now the sand keeps
filling it in, over the winter...and every year the locals
clear it out for a summer festival.
Then I went walking down a twisting trail, just to see
where it lead me. I passed all these "small-holding"
farms and pastures, each marked off with fences built
of rocks laid atop each other and no mortar to seal them.
At the trail's end, I found another view of the Moher
Cliffs -- their southern leg. A tiny lighthouse seemed
to watch them with as much wonder as I did.
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