Our visit to the Cliffs of Moher counted as a success on two fronts:
- We could actually see the cliffs. With Ireland’s frequent coastal fog and rain, this was not a given.
- We didn’t take or see any casualties. No one went over the cliff. No one even went over on an ankle. Given the number of people who did not observe (in the sense of “comply with”) the warning signs, instead walking right up to the edge of the cliffs, or sitting on them, or leaning over them for a photo, this was not a given either.
So although the sun was in the wrong position altogether, I sucked it up, and was happy with what I got.
And I also enjoyed getting photos of the several warning signs, especially the one that seemed to warn against walking on choppy water (bottom right, below). I certainly can’t disagree with that presumed intent.