Coastal Walks: Dublin on its bay.

When my students ask for recommendations, for weekend activities, I often remind them that  Dublin is on a bay, and encourage them to take advantage of that fact, every weekend or evening when the weather is good enough.

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The South Bull Wall,  above.  

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North (Bull) Wall;  above. With Bull Island alongside. 

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West Pier,  Dun Laoghaire.  above.

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Howth:  (above)

I hope to post on Colliemore Harbour again soon.   But in the meanwhile,  two bits of suggested further reading for you.  First, for what I think is the best route for walking around Howth Head,  you could see my post “From Sea to Shining Sea”, link:   Sea to Shining Sea 

For a South side walk, from Dun Laoghaire thru Sandycove, on to Dalkey (or even Killiney for the hardy, see my other post.  “Granite to Pebbles”   Arran’s Best 3-Harbour Walk.
Where ever you go,  I hope you enjoy your walks around Dublin Bay,  look out for seals, pods of dolphins, a rare Sunfish or Basking Shark,
Oh,  and watch out for other sea monsters…
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6 thoughts on “Coastal Walks: Dublin on its bay.

  1. Very nice! I read ‘The Princes of Ireland’ by Edward Rutherfurd recently and enjoyed the history of Dublin and Ireland. I can’t wait to visit. Thanks for reminding me how lovely Dublin is…

  2. Howth on a sunny day. Lovely. Sometimes I think uncultivated landscapes just beyond, or even within a city’s limits are more interesting and magical than truely wild places.

    1. An interesting notion. I think both hold important, and different, emotional resonances. I’m convinced we need true wilderness, (as reduced and as diminished as they now are) for an idea of the epic and other worldly, for a sense of adventure and the spirit. But you are quite right, it is the places in, around and near towns and cities that are more useful, more complex, have more interface with us, and our history; old ruins and tunnels and mines, and railway and canal and so on. I even have a taste for the dystopian mess of some ugly suburbs, abandoned building projects, and so on. I think that may be a product of writing a Fine Art thesis, years ago, on a great American minimalist/landscape artist Robert Smithson, especially focusing on his brilliant, (albeit often frustrating) writing as an artist, where he celebrated disfunction, wastelands, entropy, and decayed and abandoned futures. It has never left me. Thank you for all your support Jane, and for doing things like re-blogging that other piece during the week. It is greatly appreciated.

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