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A lovely day for a cruise…and that’s exactly what we did!
We left our B&B early and drove through gently-rolling, sheep-dotted hills, while the clouds chased the sun and the sun chased back in a wind-blown game of “Catch me if you can.” There is no sky quite like an Irish sky!
And as we drove through the Maamturk Mountains, I couldn’t help but picture a rebel hero, fleeing a band of British…
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