A dull, overcast Sunday afternoon – typical Irish anytime weather – we felt we needed a walk to shake off Sunday lunch and opted for the Silent Valley, a place not far from where I grew up and where my parents used to take us for Sunday strolls. It is actually a reservoir and was built…
After our lovely Wicklow break we drove north to spend some time with my friends and family. Always nice to catch up, we always try to visit somewhere new as well. This trip was no different. I can’t really remember ever being in Downpatrick Co Down so decided to recitify that. Having read about their…
Feeling a bit like the Grand Old Duke of York – marching up and down that big hill to the Big Stone, we decided to stop in the nearby little town of Warrenpoint to explore and check it out. Son lobbied hard for this – he’d seen the sea from up top and felt he…
Cloughmore, or the Big Stone as the locals call it is a 30 tonne granite boulder perched on the slopes of Slieve Meen in Co. Down, one thousand feet above the village of Rostrevor. This is one of those places I wonder why we haven’t visited before, so blown away were we by the scenery…
As Ireland continued to bask in a heatwave during our visit, an afternoon by the sea became a priority. My childhood memories of summer in Ireland involve many sun baked days at the seaside – it never, ever rained and the sun was always shining. Reality strikes – with the Irish climate this is highly…
