Ireland Travel Stories – Post Six – The Deserted Village, Peat and Wild Coastline
I try to imagine what life would have been like. The mist lends an eerie air to the ruins of the stone cottages on the mountainside. The place feels mysterious.
I try to imagine what life would have been like. The mist lends an eerie air to the ruins of the stone cottages on the mountainside. The place feels mysterious.
The sheep are all over the place! They’re on the road; they’re sleeping beside the road. They are wandering around fenceless areas in the middle of nowhere – no house or person in sight. I’m wondering who on earth all these sheep belong to.
As we drive over a rise, both Chris and I gasp. It seems like we’ll drive right off the edge of the world.