As we approached the beginning of the Dunloe Gap a man on a horse telling us to turn around catches our eye, the van comes to a stop and @kriszast
and I both wonder if we miss read the signs. Talking to the gentlemen we find out he will take us to the top by nothing other than horse and buggy. We jump at the chance of what may be the biggest tourist trap we’ve seen, but as we wind up the narrow mountain pass listening to the sound of the horses hooves clip clipping against the gravel we settle into the idea of it being the best tourist trap. The road narrow and steep seems barely wide enough for the horse and buggy, but for once the only thing to worry about is the sheer beauty. The farmers fields full of sheep, the deep blue lakes and the jagged mountains around us reminding us both of something from Irish folk lore. Our trusty stead, Lily, deciding on her own when to go fast or slow knew the way like the back of her hooves, and as we crossed the wishing bridge at the end of our journey we looked back down the valley, and at that moment any wish seemed a bit trivial. As I honestly couldn’t have wished to be anywhere or doing anything other than sitting in the tiny buggy being drawn by a horse into the wilderness like it was done all those years ago.
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