Driving back, I reflected on the all-pervading sense of community in rural Ireland, North and South. To me, nothing shows this better in an area than the support for their local football team. Continue reading Lovely Leitrim – a mecca for lake-lovers.
Yeats called Sligo “The Land of Heart’s Desire” and its wonders filled his early poetry. As I drove the winding road back to Ballinamore I vowed to return to Sligo, perhaps not for my heart’s desire but at least to relish its natural wonders and breathe deeply of its magical properties, as many have done before me. Continue reading Sligo – so much more than Yeats and the Wild Atlantic.
For the first time in my life, I had to listen to what my body was saying, concentrate on calming my mind and learn a whole raft of new skills to cope with a suddenly less able physique. Continue reading A Homeland Odyssey Beckons.
I had come here completely ignorant of the country, expecting rugged roads with sparse comforts and danger lurking round every corner. In total contrast, I found warm, welcoming people with a sound sense of humour, great pride in their developing country and so much worth preserving. Continue reading Albania, Days 9 &10 – Kruje, City of Skanderbeg and the Dyvjaka- Karavasta wetland paradise.
My route also included a somewhat decrepit chain ferry. This was recently made infamous by the television programme Top Gear, who hammed up their crossing with rather large cars. Continue reading Albania, Days 5 & 6 – The Blue Eye, ancient Butrint and Ksamil by the sea.
Albania had given me slow food, and slow lifestyles. Now I also had slow driving! Continue reading Albania, Day 3 – The Road of Death and Lord Byron’s footsteps.
one wild corner had escaped me and long been on my bucket list. To roam the wild west shores of Connemara, with its shaggy little ponies, misty mountains and steely-coloured lakes had long been a romantic notion. Continue reading When a trip to Copenhagen takes you to Galway
Last night, I was fortunate to catch a glimpse of the April full moon before it disappeared magically, up into a dim bank of dusky cloud and I sensed the turn of the earth and the changing seasons as so many will have done before me. Continue reading Can the Pink Moon change your life?