Our group took a ferry to Inis Oirr, the smallest of the three Aran Islands. It's 250 residents
still speak Gaelic. Hearing the word 'ferry', I (Debra) thought of a bigger boat than this one.
Many of you know that I easily get motion sickness. Even with ten foot seas, I did all right.
Thank you Dramamine pills.
Kim jumped off the boat as soon as it docked. We had no idea what he was
doing until we spotted him and fellow traveler Pat.
This is a great example of the rock walls and ruins all over Ireland.
This ship was sunk offshore during a storm. Another storm washed it ashore.
This is the ruins of St. Caomhan church. Over the years, sand started
burying it. The outer wall was built to preserve it.
The ferry to the island left shore in an area close to the Cliffs of Moher. On the
return trip, Wayne snapped this picture of the waves hitting the cliffs.
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