Ending in Dublin, we were staying with a friend, Lisa, who had been my nanny when I was 3 months old and she was 19. We were happy to be with such an awesome family for our last few days, but the trip had come to a halt. Everything had been rolling around our spokes for 10 weeks, then as I handed that bike over to be packed away in a small green shop in Dublin, everything crashed. Ten weeks of constant movement and new surrounding just piled up on top of me.
The cliffs at Sliever League deep in Co. Donegal are the tallest in Ireland (amidst some speculation - the tallest in Europe) at 600m. The hike up to the top is tiring and steep, but richly rewarding! Unfortunately, by the time we made it to the top, the whole place was smothered in mist & cloud and we were robbed off the promised views; we are told though, that these are just as spectacular as their counterparts in Moher, only lot less known and by extension, less crowded! Don't miss for anything if you're fit enough to climb!