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we drove out on a dirt road adjacent to some distant dwellings and farm land

here we came upon the most stunning landscape of the trip at Cleggan Cliffs, where the wind was maybe 40 mph.

as we were preparing to leave, over trotted a wary sheep and her behoven kid along the shallow but familiar path they and their forebearers seem to have walked for years

Pollacapall Lough before Kylemore Abbey and a seemingly unnamed, but impressive mountain