The extreme physical exertion required of Croagh Patrick afforded us a late start today. Well, for most of us. Lee was missing when the rest of us woke up. Turns out he was gallivanting about Doolin on his own. Once the remaining 8 were finally up, we grabbed some lunch at Fitzpatrick’s then set off on a gentle drive to the Cliffs of Moher, spent a few hours in awe of nature, snapped some shots of a rainbow and baked the kids a gourmet dinner from a supermarket tray (pork loin, potatoes, carrots) while the parents enjoyed a night out at McGann’s.
