


Today was a non-singing day, as we headed out to visit the unbelivably stark and beautiful Aaran Islands. A short bus trip took us to our ferry. The Islands are about a 45 minute ride across the ocean, viewable from the Galway shore. On most days, the view might be obscured by fog or rain, but once again, we were greeted by partly sunny skies, and the ride over was calmer than the ride to Catalina Island on most days.
Again, many pictures are necessary to describe this place, and uploading is very difficult, so watch for more pictures later. But even if I uploaded 100 pictures and gave it ten pages of prose, it would be impossible to capture for you. It is basically a large limestone rock, nine miles long and two miles wide. Centuries ago for some reason, the first inhabitants chose to leave the main part of Ireland to live here and eke out a hardscrabble living based largely on fishing.
But in order to plant a few crops here and there and provide a modicum of grass for their livestock, the inhabitants created their own topsoil by mixing sand from the beaches with seaweed. The ground was then separated by rock fences into small patches so that their animals would have a bit of shelter from the vicious winds that can wrack the island. The result is a landscape that is so bleak to be almost lunar, with rock fences separating the landscape as far as the eye can see, with just a few green patches and low thatch homes dotted around. It is stunning, and unbelievable. One way to get an overview of it is to go to Google Maps, and type in "Aaran Islands." The satellite image shows very clearly the fences criss-crossing the landscape.
We visited the "Seven Churches", a site of ruins dating back to the 8th century that was the site of a Roman Catholic monastery, one of the safe havens for Christianity during the Dark Ages. We also visited the clifftop semi-circular fort of Dun Aengus, an ancient Celtic fort that backs onto a 300-foot drop down into the Atlantic ocean. The tourists walk up to about 8 feet away, then get on their bellies to crawl to peer over the edge down into the crashing surf below. It is not for the faint of heart or the fearful of heights.
It was quite a day. Tomorrow we head out to more sight-seeing on our way to Killarney, where we will rehearse for our next concert. But we will sadly leave Galway, which has been a delightful host for us, and is truly a magical little city.