Omey Island and the storm

We had been told about this island you could drive to at low tide at the very edge of Connemara National Park called Omey Island. After failing again to know about tide times we luckily arrived at the right time and edged across the sand. With not much on the island we found a fantastic spot to camp for the night overlooking a small beach and bay. Perfect.

 Amy went off to take some pictures and video of the bay whilst the sun was out and I was given the task of the nights dinner.
With the wind starting to pick up we got stuck into my wonderful creation of baked Camembert with chorizo and mushrooms all done on the braai.

Not a bad view for dinner. Little did we know this was the calm before the storm. At around 10pm, a storm started that lasted the entire night. The van was rocking in the wind and we ended up driving a little further inland for fear that the sand bank we were on might crumble. The lightening lit up the whole van, just through the windows in the high top. It was pretty scary! As soon as we were both up, we drove off of the island. Because of all the rain and the incoming tide, the drive across the sand was a little more damp under foot than we were hoping for, but Amelie made it! So Omey Island was both the most beautiful and most terrifying place we have camped yet!