🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀
Every St. Paddy's Day I fondly remember my three trips to Ireland and how beautiful and peaceful I
found the island where my grandfather was born. I felt a part of Ireland. I will return there soon. Here
two excerpts from my book about a three week motorcycle ride I took in Ireland.
In Ireland the roads have no shoulder, being bordered on each side by rock fences
or precipitous drops down to the ocean. It’s as if Ireland is so small and land
so valuable, they only begrudgingly give land to the roads. On my 55th
birthday I went on a solitary ride on the narrow roads of Connemara, taking a
memorable ride up the Sky Road. The Sky Road is made for a motorcycle. Sweeping
corners, occasional straightaways, and breathtaking views. At the top you
overlook the Atlantic Ocean. It feels like the edge of the world. It is
stunningly rugged and amazingly beautiful simultaneously. The next land west is
the United States. I sent my children a picture and texted them,” I think I am
as close to heaven as a person can be on Earth.”
MAY YOUR TRAILS BE SMOOTH AND YOUR MOUNTAINS SAFE