Morag took me on a long drive across Mayo today to visit one of the tiniest and most beautiful beaches I've ever seen. We stopped and had a picnic lunch in the car with the kids and I walked around long enough to be legitimately concerned about being blown over by the insane wind. I'd guess the population of Portacloy, the town that hugs the hills surrounding the little picturesque scene, numbers under 100. We ended up in the town of Belmullet before taking another scenic route back.
A very very beautiful day.