The first view of the Burren in County Clare felt rather daunting and I needed a bit of time to adopt to this dramatic change in the landscape. We left behind the lush green sceneries, and now the road ran for many kilometres through a glaciated and lunar-like terrain – unspoiled, yet bare and the colour of grey. There was nothing to be seen in any direction, but a sea of limestone pavement and rocks, occasionally tufted with vegetation.

Although it’s not kind of views I enjoy the most, there was something about the way the landscape expressed itself that was intriguing. The fact that there were so many rocks was bizarre and made me face this section of the Wild Atlantic Way with a curious mixture of emotions, from fascination and wonder through anxiety and emptiness.