Rather than removing the other people on the tour from the photos, I decided to move their heads around.

Sinkhole above cave.

Cave ventilation.

Cave babe.

The largest stalactite in Ireland.

Drapes.

Straws.

Underground river featuring very rounded cobbles.

The tour guide was kind enough to leave me behind to take photos of the entrance shaft.

Discovering my roots with other Reeds.

This version of Stonehenge is shaped as a 3-leaf clover.

Cave country.

Original discovery entrance to Doolin cave.

I asked the lady at the hotel adjacent to this if it was an abbey and she told me that I’d have to pay to have dinner at their restaurant in order to be told what it was. Possibly the only rude person in all of Ireland.