Rain rain go away

Early mornings are the best on vacation! But it was totally worth it for the fantastic day we had today. We got to Doolin at 10:40 and we immediately asked a hostel owner how to get to the ferry. He told us its about a 30 minute walk (walking is the essence of this trip) but he also told us that the next ferry left at 11. So, keeping up with our high opinion of Irish people's generosity, he called his friend and gave the 5 of us ladies a ride to dock. I told the man running the ferry exactly what we wanted to do and he gave us a ticket that would work and sent us on our way quickly and efficiently.
The ferry ride was wonderful, however the sky was a bit grey and cloudy and the waves were huge so we were rocking back and forth like crazy.
So we unfortunately had our packs with us and there was no way we wanted to carry them with us all day. So our first plan of action was to find a place to keep them for the day. We wanted to also rent bikes. Well the first place we saw was the bike rental and we asked if we could keep our bikes there. They said yes!! Happily we dropped our packs off got on our bikes and set off on a route that would cover the whole island in the 3 hours we were on Innis Oiir.
We biked through paths lined with walls and walls of stones. It was like a maze. We free climbed the ruins of this castle and got to the roof and looked put over the millions of rock walls everywhere!
We also saw a shipwreck but instead of exploring it we took of our shoes rolled up our jeans and ran through the ocean, we even did a jig. Despite the rain that was beginning to drizzle down we very much enjoyed some time on the beach.
We hid from the rain in a nice pub ( remember this pub it will be a crucial point later on) and waited for our ferry to the next island.
We met up with the rest of our group when we for to Innis More. And it was pouring. We were planning on camping there, but the rain did not seem like it was going to let up anytime soon and so began our search for a hostel.
On the walk to a hostel we spotted a tour bus and we asked him if he could take us to the hostel. We checked in and got a great deal on the hostel!
We still wanted to see the island but the rain prevented even the thought of renting bikes from crossing our minds. So for 10 euro we got to ride around and see the island. We learned that there are over 20,000 miles of rock walls just on that island. Ireland was pretty much covered in rock and to make room for farming and cattle land the Irish moved all the rock and made walls.
We made three stops on the tour. The first was a Franciscan Monastery from the 8th century!! It was ruins but still felt so surreal to be in a place that old.
The second stop was the most western point in Ireland. It was cold ad smelled like seaweed. We didn't stay long.
The third stop was a bit intimidating. Our tour guide said it would be an hour walk round trip, and we were all wet and tired but we somehow mustered the courage to get off the bus. It was beyond worth it! We climbed up to an old military fort that was situated on the cliffs. It was literally a 500 feet sheer drop to the ocean beneath and there were no fences. We were the only people up there and we enjoyed wandering around the fort and hanging our head timidly over the edge of the cliff.
Our kind bus driver let us stop at the store to grab dinner and dropped us off right at our hostel door. We got ready and walked down to a pub.
At first the pub was a little uncomfortable, it was small and there were seen of us and everyone was sitting. Also, the bar tender asked if we were minors. But after an hour the band came in and played some great Irish music ( mixed with some American covers of course) more people came in and it ended up being a fantastic night.
To bed we went in our hostel with paper thin walls.