Exploring Ireland – the last leg

The lilting tones if the Irish Harp seemed like the perfect time to conclude my Irish holiday. But one more stop before the ferry town of Rosslare.

In New Ross there is a monument to immigration. With an eternal frame.

It sits outside the migrant museum.

The Dunbrody migrant ship stands testament to the over 1.5 million Irish who emigrated to the US to escape oppression, famine and genocide

There are two plaques at the memorial. One a poem by Thomas Moore.

And the dedication plaques opened by representatives of the US and Ireland.

It makes me think that so.many of us are migrants or children of migrants, yet now we denigrate and persecute migrants who, like our forebears, are escaping persecution, hunger and displacement.

The monument is, by its existence, a memorial to the Irish famine/genocide. The Irish still carry the scars of those times.

In my 2018 trip I visited Derry Bogside and this is a photo I took then.

Genocide continues in Palestine and we should not be silent.

From the beachside village of Rosslare there is a view across the bay to the ferry harbour. Next morning I would be crossing the Irish Sea.

Exploring Ireland – the Connamarra

On.my 2018 trip.along the Wild Atlantic Way of Ireland’s West Coast. I didn’t see the Connamarra due to the persistent rain.

This time, I struck it lucky.  The weather gods smiled on me.

The Connemara was an impenetrable part of Ireland, the soggy peat bogs, mountains, and wild coast meat it remained largely undisturbed. For many there, Gaelic is the first language, and traditional practices like cutting peat for fires still persist.

These days, beautiful beaches, deep fjords and beautiful beaches attract many visitors.

The little quays giving shelter for small fishing boats, many just open boats give the impression of older times.

As did the cut peat bogs and laughing donkeys.

The Connamarra National Park is a place favoured by walkers for its remnant forest.

The villages are quaint.

As was the little hostel I stayed in.

Exploring Ireland- Wiclow

After Tipperary, my next stop was Glendalough, to me a very spiritual place in Ireland with the ruins of the old 6AD monastery.

A true piece of national heritage set in the Wiclow Mountains.

The route to Glendalough took me through Hollywood and over the misty passes, and the heath covered moores of the Wiclow Mountains.

Arriving at the Glendalough Hostel.

I have been to Glendalough on all my trips to Ireland and do feel a special power at the old monastery site.

In the past, though, I has only passed through this time I spent a few days to.explore the Wiclow Mountains …

The lake…

The waterways…

The forests…

And, local pubs serving delicious Irish Red Ale.

Exploring Ireland- Tipperary

Those of you who may have followed my blog over the years may remember that back in 2021, I travelled to the Old Fremantle Gaol in search of the story of my Great Grandfather who was transported to Australia as punishment for stealing during the Irish Famine.

The Nenagh Gaol, in Tipperary was completed in the 1830’s and was where my Great grandfather was incarcerated prior to transportation to Australia.

Amazingly, the Genealogical Centre is in the old gaol offices!

Having confirmed that this was the place of my ancestors, it was time to explore.

This is my third trip to Ireland, and this was a chance to visit some special places.

Cahir Castle is one of the historic tourist attractions in County Tipperary. But my B&B host had suggested the “Swiss Cottage” was a more interesting place to visit.

The Swiss Cottage is a wonderful example of a “cottage orne“. A place where the rich played at being ordinary peasants.

Around the cottage and the 2.5km. riverside walk from Cahir Castle, there are lovely trees and community facilities.

But my favourite tree was the 1000 year old Yew Tree standing by the cottage.

From Nenagh, there is a beautiful road that runs along Lough Derg to Ballina/Killaloe, where the Shanon River starts.

Killaloe is the birthplace of Ireland’s great great High King Brian Boru. King Brian in around 1000AD drove the Vikings out of Ireland and united all the then  Irish Kingdoms.

A stone church stands on the site of an wooden church of Brian Boru. His story lives on in the stone church.

But the most beautiful aspect in the church were the patchwork quilts that told the tale of High King Brian Boru.

I felt this very Irish. Both proud and humble at the same time.

Reflecting on Ireland and the Irish

May the road rise up to meet you

May the wind blow always at your back

May the sun shine warm upon your face

And the rains fall soft upon your fields

Until we meet again

So goes the old Irish Blessing.

Glendalough

Ireland, the soft green place of damp air, great learning, amazing friendliness and intense struggle

Monument to Irish immigrants

The Irish diaspora spread all around the world

The contrasts of Ireland so stark

From the halls of Trinity College

To the murals that are are a record of the troubles found in Derry

And of course the contrast is an actual divide

The north and the south, the Republic and the British

Can this divide be overcome?

People of good will can achieve anything

Peace statue Derry

And on the border of Derry and Donegal bikers from both of the border come together to raise funds for a lifeboat in a little village in the Republic