Inishmore, Ireland
I woke up, bright and early at 6:15am and was out the door by 7:00 to begin my hike to the cliffs of Moher. The owner of my hostel had drawn me a map that included hopping over gates and walking along the edge of some smaller cliffs. now, this was not the usual path, he said that the rangers at the cliffs would stop anyone trying to go back to Doolin on this route, but he could send people there because he was in the opposite direction. sketchy. anyways, I foll...