On our way to Carlow, where my great great etc grandparents met and were married in the early 1840s, we saw this on the side of the road and had to stop.
It was Sunday afternoon so lots of families were there. There are ruins like this all over, but this was a fun one. Called the Rock of Dunamase. There were no entrance fees and, this is rare, no barriers keeping you off the highest walls.
I missed my two little climbers. Eva and Isobel would have dragged me into there. Or to the top of this.
Bonus pic of the view. The church at the bottom there is still in use.
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Those pics are awesome! It's just as I pictured Ireland to look. I especially like the last one with the back of Bets head. I can see the girls climbing up that castle wall. Reminds me of a kid that was part of my trip to Europe...he was climbing all over the walls at a castle in France and couldn't find a good way to get down. It was kinda funny.
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