Inishmore by Tanner Wendell Stewart

Inishmore by Tanner Wendell Stewart

When I took a ferry out to the Aran islands, little did I know the adventure I’d be experiencing. The ferry launched from the small coastal town of Doolin, near the cliffs of Moher. The day I chose, just so happened to be exactly when Red Bull was doing their cliff diving competition at the infamous Serpents Lair. I decided to watch the competition and after to explore the cliffs near the Dún Aonghasa fortress built in 1100 BC. After taking photos at the cliffs, I realized I had to get back into town to make my ferry back to the mainland. It was the last ferry for the night. Long story short, I didn’t make the ferry. Now I’m stranded on an island, with no car, and all hotels were booked for the night, since the Red Bull competition was in town. I asked a concierge at a hotel for transportation out to the cliffs. If I was going to be stuck, I might as well head back out to the cliffs and photograph sunset. She replied, “You can borrow my bike…” I happily said yes, since the cliffs were 7 miles away. I explored every part of that cliff side. Walking miles past the fortress. There wasn’t another person in sight for hours, just the cliffs, and my camera to keep me company. and After taking this photo At sunset, I made it back to where I hid her bike with 5% battery on my phone for a flashlight to get back. I peddled As fast as I could, to make it back to town, before my flashlight died. The road had no lights and is very uninhabited. Read the rest of the story on Instagram.

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