Thanks to a project with an Analog Devices team based in Limerick, Ireland, I had the good fortune
of being able to travel at someone else's expense for a change. These are some of the things that
I was able to see when I wasn't working. Now, with thumbnails!

This one's for you Kris. Nice little pub in Limerick. I walked in on a Saturday afternoon
looking for a sandwich: "No food here, only beer. Have a Guiness!".

Nice view of the Galway harbour from the beautiful, walkable city of Galway.
So, funny story from Galway: They have a really nice pedestrian-only section of the city for
shoppers to relax, walk around the shops and just generally be merry. On top of trying to keep
in mind that I need to drive on the left side of the road, the right side of the car, AND shift gears
with my left hand, the city of Galway is EXTREMELY POORLY signed. Naturally, I wound up being
"that guy" and driving right through the centre of the pedestrian street with my windows down
honking at people to get out of my way. Nice job Magellan.

The Spanish Arch in Galway, one of the city's stone arches built in 1584.

Galway, with the old Cathedral visible in the background.

Sheep in County Galway. I had intentions of taking a ferry to the Aran islands, but that didn't
work out, so I drove around the Connemara peninsula instead. You might note that the sheep have big
paint spots on them (not really visible in this pic, but go with me here).
This isn't some kid hitting them with a paintball; the farmers paint them so that people don't hit
them with their cars since they look an awful lot like fluffy rocks.

More sheep. They entertained me as they crossed the stream, because they looked just like
my hiking buddy Chad Sivertson as he crosses streams: kind of stable, but pretty much ready to
fall over at any time.

Small old farmhouse on the Connemara peninsula. Note the "fluffy rocks" everywhere.

This is what the Irish call a mountain.

I love this roadside statue in West Ireland. Read the plaque. It seemed very fitting that
inside the irreverant bookshop/giftshop I found the Douglas Adams novel (The Salmon of Doubt)
published after his death. It just fit the humour. Also, see the next picture.

I think Arthur Dent would've been proud.

Sign found on the same giftshop.

As well as hunting for ridiculous signs, I also did the requisite castle hunting. This castle
is found in Clifden, Ireland.

I just about fell over when I saw this in the Connemara National park.
I can just imagine that somewhere there are ruthless little men who think, "We should go
interfere with some ponies! Yeah, that'll be cool!"

View from the Connemara National Park in West Ireland.

I told the Dutch couple I convinced to take my picture that I was from Saskatchewan. They responded
"Ahh, Saskwatchewam. Yes, big trees there." I have no idea what that means. Picture taken
inside the Connemara National Park.

If you look really closely in this one, you'll see a pony. And, no, I didn't interfere with it.

This is Ashford Castle in Cong, County Mayo, Ireland. For a paltry 947 a night, you too
can stay in the Presidential Suite here. And, "Jacket & Tie are required dress for Gentlemen after
7:00pm". I'm not sure whether that dress code applies to the actual suite though...

Not even kidding, this was inside the castle grounds. Apparently, for the right price, they will
teach you how to hunt using birds of prey. I'd bring in Hedwig and see what they could do for me.

After looking at the road map of Ireland, I saw an area called the Dingle Peninsula. Naturally
that peaked my interest. This is one of the beaches in the north of the Dingle.

One thing about Irish farms I think is pretty fun is that no one likes chain link fences, or any
other type of fence except a big stone wall. I was trying to capture this farm with the cattle on
the other side of the "fence". Dingle Peninsula, County Kerry, Ireland.

Serene part of the world, other than the little terrier who decided his new home was just
inside my wheel well after I took this picture. I spent the better part of 20 minutes getting
her out of there.

Here she is finally leaving my rented Toyota Corolla.

From the north part of the peninsula to the south is a pass called the Connor Pass.
The road to take you there can't be more than 13 feet across, has rock walls on one side
and cliff on the other. It was the most alive I've felt in a while. Here you can see
part of the roadway.

This gives a better idea of the actual width of the road.

I give this area the Paul Perrault stamp of approval.

Looking down into the north side of the valley. Dingle Peninsula, County Kerry, Ireland.

Showing the winding road up to the pass. The great part is that most Irish people have
no problem doing 60-80 kph and think you're foolish for going slower.

Looking down from the Connor Pass to the village of Dingle.

I took this picture for my dear father. Look dad, the Irish like credit unions too! The
language on the sign is Gaelic and sounds like English, but with phlegm the size of a small melon
in your throat.

Coastline along the south of the Dingle Peninsula. It looks actually quite similar to a lot of
the eastern Nova Scotia coast, lending credence to the Tectonic Plate theory.

Yeah, I know, I'm a sucker for animal shots. Actually, I took this for Jason Leuschen who I think
has a minor obsession for seagulls. Those are the Great Blasket Islands in the distance.

Dingle coastline, County Kerry, Ireland.

I was trying to show off the rock fences again. It actually makes the farms seem pretty antiquated,
but I saw machinery from the industry leaders Massey Ferguson as well as an older International tractor too.

Ireland really does have a rugged and beautiful coastline.

Yes, those are surfers behind me (in early June). I think the air temperature was a little above
12 C. Dingle Peninsula, County Kerry, Ireland.

Cliffs of Moher and County Clare.

More Ireland pictures!

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