Our first real Irish breakfast (yet to be served). This was in Lisdoonvarna, the matchmaking capital of the world.
Aye, a towerhouse in the distance, and some more tempermental Irish weather.
Looking South at the Cliffs of Moher. Absolutely stunning in person, these cliffs are 700 feet high in some places.
Bob at cliff's edge. Several tourists are blown off the cliffs by high winds each year. This is Bob's third time here and so far so good.
You see those big flat rocks on the left? Last time Bob was here (2000) he could walk on those. Bob scooted on his stomach to the edge, hung his microphone down, and made the most perilous sound recording of the waves and birds living in the rocks.