Friday, December 15, 2017

My Skellig Michael Experience

When it was decided that our next family trip would be to the Emerald Isle, I knew we could not go without also taking an excursion to a galaxy far far away...





Skellig Island. A literal rock of an island towering above the wild pacific, also quite literally in the middle of nowhere off of Ireland. People (including tourists) have fallen to their death in their attempts to climb to the top of this beautiful island. Oh, and it’s at least an hour away from shore in a fisherman’s boat with rough seas and NO BATHROOMS FOR FOUR HOURS. 
There’s also a 50/50 chance that YOU WON'T be able to actually go on the island when the day comes (too rough seas), (too much rain), (currents are bad). 
BUT.... if the Irish rain holds up just enough, the tides are just right, and the current is on your side, you’ll have a chance. 
A chance to explore and climb one of the wildest pieces of land on this earth. And to me, that was a chance I had to take.