Running the Cliffs of Moher
Running the Cliffs of Moher in Ireland
Early January morning at the western edge of Ireland. Wind howling 40m/s from the Atlantic with gusts strong enough to knock a grown man down. Waves crashing on 200m tall coastal cliffs filling the air with constant roar. Birds circling beneath, playing in upward drafts before suddenly diving down to freezing water below for day´s catch. There´s a trail on top of the cliff – and I wanted to run…
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