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Showing posts with label boat. Show all posts
Tuesday, 9 January 2018
Shelter From The Storm
On New Year's Eve there was a huge ship off the coast of Waterford, visible even from our house which is about 3 miles inland. It turned out to be the Fedora, a Swedish vehicle carrier which was slowly moving up and down the cost after leaving Bristol. The North Atlantic was stormy and the Fedora hung around from 12 hours before I suppose things got calmer and off she went, to cross the Atlantic to Baltimore.
You can check which vessels are in the vicinity of your own coast on https://www.marinetraffic.com/
You can check which vessels are in the vicinity of your own coast on https://www.marinetraffic.com/
Monday, 29 May 2017
The Cunnigar
"The sharp wind blowing around An Rinn from Helvick is bracing and
iodine-filled. And the strangeness of the name, the Cunnigar, still
lingers. My mother used to say it had something to do with hounds, and a
Portlaw cyclist resting in The Railway Bar, Cappoquin, said that it had
something to do with rabbits. Goats and donkeys grazed there on the
little vegetation. Today the Cunnigar - best seen across Dungarvan Bay
from "the lookout" of the old Stokes Baths - is a refuge for sea-birds.
Rabbits were introduced into the area at the time of the Desmond
Geraldines, hence the name, An Coineagéar"
Thomas McCarthy - original text here
The first beach I ever came to in Waterford was The Cunnigar. I asked in the Sue Ryder charity shop for the closest beach and was directed here. It was misty and raining and felt other-wordly. I found a rusty enamel bowl which I still have, on the shelf in the spare room. The second time I came it was sunny and there were black cows grazing the strip of grass alongside the beach.
Today it was sunny and overcast, warm and still with oyster farmers being ferried by tractor to the oyster beds and evidence of their industry washed in all round me.
Thomas McCarthy - original text here
The first beach I ever came to in Waterford was The Cunnigar. I asked in the Sue Ryder charity shop for the closest beach and was directed here. It was misty and raining and felt other-wordly. I found a rusty enamel bowl which I still have, on the shelf in the spare room. The second time I came it was sunny and there were black cows grazing the strip of grass alongside the beach.
Today it was sunny and overcast, warm and still with oyster farmers being ferried by tractor to the oyster beds and evidence of their industry washed in all round me.
Saturday, 3 October 2015
Friday, 19 June 2015
Monday, 23 February 2015
Tuesday, 10 February 2015
Warm Memories
It is cold and grey and raw where I am today and I feel in need of sun and heat so here are a few photos from the glorious summer of 2014 when I came on house-hunting visits to Waterford and got a taste of what was in store. This is Ardmore.
Wednesday, 21 January 2015
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