N 53.14638°, W 09.05363°
An antidote to the Moher trauma was to scuttle to the Burren which is a vast area of upland dominated by expanses of peat and barren rock. Once above the treeline there's a very definite sense of space and natural processes at work. Man doesn't have a massive amount of influence here. Some of the roads in this area are the narrowest yet encountered and at times, below the tree line, both sides of the truck were simultaneously heavily buffeted by unyielding vegetation. The truck shrugged it off but this is no place for a regular aluminium panelled motorhome. Damage would run into the thousands, or 10 minutes' worth of takings at the Cliffs of Moher, depending how you see things.
We're currently hunkered at the coordinates shown with some panoramic views out over Galway Bay. It's quiet.
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