Quite a while ago already there was this wish starting to cherish at the back of my mind. Time passed and with this passing the longing for its fulfillment was growing and growing as well. It dominated even my thinking, not only by day when my ear caught that special but unmistakeable sound but even at night I had my dreams about it…
Although it did not look like in the morning, just around noon, after a few days of absence, I heard that very familiar sound again. I was startled. Would my long cherished wish really become materialized soon? It was less than an hour later that the six of us were the ones partly responsible for that very familiar sound, we miss so much on Inis Meáin, when it is not there…
After having gone through all the needed formalities we all were asked to occupy our assigned seats. Then the moment of taking off arrived.
Despite of the high speed it seemed, as soon as we were in the air, as if we were just hanging there like a bird of prey, searching eagerly for known places.
On our way towards the Burren we saw the ferry waiting for the next sailing at the pier of Inis Óirr. Then we viewed the greenness, more onshore, and the barren rocks of the Burren.
The view from above was grand. Especially when we went slanting from the north towards the Cliffs of Moher.
And back along the coastal line of the Cliffs.
When we were heading for the most westerly point of Inis Mór with the little islands of Brannocks and Rock, we had a lovely view on the location of the three Islands of Aran.
Back again along the cliffs with lovely views on Dún Aongusa and Dún Dubh, further to the east.
On our way back to Inis Meáin there was a lovely view on the rectangular fort Dún Fearbhaigh in Baile Mhuir. All these lovely experiences we had in forty five minutes.
The scenery was already there for centuries, but Aer Árann Islands provided the view from above!
Slán go fóill,
Elisabeth from Inis Meáin