Little did we know last August, when we were touring The Burren, that it wouldn't be our only viewing along Ireland's extremely scenic Wild Atlantic Way this year.
Along came the October Midterm break and suddenly we found ourselves on the Sligo section of this 2,500 km natural beauty trail.
We based ourselves in the very nice Sligo Park Hotel this time, where we enjoyed gorgeous food and a super view of Benbulben - Ireland's own Table Mountain - from our room. It sat there looking at us, enticing us to come closer to view it's amazing structure.
So we took ourselves off on a little tour of the area with this mountain almost always in sight and getting ever closer....
On the way we paid a visit to the beautiful Rosses Point, which was looking very resplendent on this gloriously sunny day.
While there we spotted the Metal Man, a derelict house and a land-lubbed bouy!
Then we stopped off at the quaint fishing harbour of Mullaghmore to admire the view there. A bird's eye view, one might say!
And spotted this building - rather hard to miss in fairness - that houses the 'Eithne's By The Sea' restaurant.........
I reckon the artist had a field day painting this!
From there we had a quick stop-off to view the final resting place of William Butler Yeats. Following that we went for a short forest walk in Gortarowey, at the foothills of Benbulben where, within minutes, we spotted the North face of this limestone and shale mountain just peeping at us through the trees.
We walked on and got closer still....
And eventually, at the end of our little stroll, the stunning Benbulben was revealed to us in all it's splendour.
The following day dawned a little less brightly, with rain threatening any further touring. We got lucky however and managed to do a little more sightseeing, in between the raindrops.
Our first stop was the beautiful Dooney Rock with some dense forestation. We quite liked following the little signs that lay here and there, describing the different trees inhabiting this forest.
We also enjoyed the beautiful views of the lake, through drooping branches which trailed the gently lapping waters....
Our final stop was Strandhill Beach which was also very beautiful, even on this grey day, and while there we were treated to some crashing waves.
Sligo of course was home to one of Ireland's renowned poets William Butler Yeats , and naturally there are reminders of this everywhere you go.
So, in that vein I'll leave you with this plaque we noticed near Strandhill Beach inscribed with the words of this famous poet.
I think it's safe to say that with both of our trips this year we have certainly immersed ourselves in the Wild Atlantic Way!
Yet there is still more to be seen.
Another time then.......