Tuesday 13 June 2017

Northern Ireland part 1of 2....A tale of 2 cities.....Derry and Belfast

 Northern Ireland. Part 1 of 2....

PROLOGUE
..... conflict is difficult.....it is abrasive.....it is deadly.....it is tiring.....it can become entrenched.....it recycles.....feeds and grows.....it can crush the human spirit....but the flame to live is hard to extinguish..... flowers bloom in the most barren and rocky crevices and wind torn cliffs...a new day...gives rise to new hope and better future for many....such is the human spirit....as evident in the places we've been....and in the cities below.......there must always be hope...for children.....for families.....for people

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DERRY

Northern Ireland.....we arrive in the walled city of Derry on a dreary, cold n wet afternoon. Our digs are a great little BnB on Abbey Rd...a stone's throw (and..we mean literally) away from the brutal, bloody conflict known as Bloody Sunday and the subsequent street war that saw Derry morph into the largest military conflict in Western Europe....and this was in peace time.

                                

          We visit the Bogside area of Derry and the road.....



A few of the 12 murals that decorate the gable ends of houses that commemorate key events in the Troubles.

Bloody Sunday - "with a group of men led by local priest Father Daly carrying the body of Jackie Duddy (the first fatality on that day)."

The Petrol Bomber - "a young boy wearing a gas mask and holding a petrol bomb."

Operations Motorman -"showing a British soldier breaking down a door with a sledgehammer. "


The Hunger Striker's Memorial 

1972, January 30 saw 14 unarmed demonstrators shot dead and another 17 injured by the British Army. What followed was a decades long conflict that inflicted death, destruction and pain on families and the people of Derry.

Subsequent commissions on the facts of Bloody Sunday left many seeking justice. It wasn't until the final inquiry found all the demonstrators to be innocent of any charges of violence, shooting at soldiers that families felt vindicated.


Guildhall, built in 1890 was the seat of the Bloody Sunday Inquiry held between 2000 and 2004.

Today, Derry is a vibrant, dynamic city. The ancient walled fortress makes a perfect walking path and view point around the city.




The inner portion of the city retains many of the old and historical buildings. While outside the fortress, new development has seen an increase in investment and the stable political climate has attracted visitors from all over.

Derry is a gateway for this west part of Northern Ireland and the rest of Ireland, as roads and transport converge here. 
It makes a good stopover with many eateries, pubs and night life.

It is also the starting/ending point for the Coastal Causeway route....(Northern Ireland's version of the Wild Atlantic Way, that we've travelled along in the south)....featured in our next blog Northern Ireland...part 2.



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BELFAST

There is a resurgence of activity and investment here. Since the Good Friday Peace Accord, the violence, bloodshed and turmoil that wracked this city have given way to an era of peace and hope.



While gates still close and walls still divide sections of the community, many living here are looking to move on from the troubles of the past to a stable and prosperous future.


Two of the more than 40 electronic gates that are still used to close off neighbourhoods when tensions are brewing.


Investment and building is evident. The River Lagan has been cleaned up to the point that the North Atlantic salmon have returned to spawn. What once was a polluted piece of waterway that cut through the heart of the city, is now a centerpiece for life and activity. 
Cafes, pedestrian walkways abound....the old shipping industry has been revitalized and the former work yards of the Titanic and her sister ships have been cleaned up with a Titanic Belfast interactive site, film studios (Game of Thrones series) and  and the largest building in Ireland overlooking it all. Companies that used to build ships have turned their attention to servicing oil rigs and increasingly developing alternative energy technology (sea wave power).


The Titanic Belfast is an interactive multimedia site requiring at least 2 hours to view.  This building's design shows the size of the Titanic with 4 bows built to scale. It is titanic!


All that remains of the "massive slipways where the Titanic and her sister ship the Olympic were built and  launched."

With the Troubles subsided many companies have returned, as business-insurance coverage during the conflict periods skyrocketed, and made any investment unaffordable.

We tour the city on foot and by bus. We visit various 'quarters' as the sections and neighborhoods have been renamed. 


Stormont - home of The Northern Irish parliament 


Moose ornaments donated by the Canadian government that sit on each light post.


The Peace Line wall is 6 metres high made of corrugated steel, concrete and chain-link and is the " most visible sign of the divisions that have scarred the area for so long..."

Belfast city center is a beehive of activity. Here, the grand old city hall resides, down the street is the Opera House...we even have a drink in the Europa Hotel....once the most heavily bombed building in Western Europe. Rooms now go for €340!

Another stop for us was the Crumlin Road Gaol (jail) built in 1846.  This jail housed a whole range of historic figures and was the site of 17 executions.   It remained a working prison until 1996.




We visit a few old pubs, as well as several that attract the  after work crowd of Dublin.



The Crown Liquor Saloon from the late 1800' is considered an historical monument with its ornate mohogany carvings, stained glass, ceramics, mirrors and small intimate rooms that close off for privacy. Stunning!


A simple question to a local fellow we pass by on the street about catching a city bus.....leads to an hour personal tour of city landmarks and various neighborhoods.





We see a few of the famed murals  "that chart the history of the conflict,  as well as the political passions of the moment."

The friendliness is everywhere. Again, there are people from throughout Europe and the world visiting, living and working here. 

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......"It is hope that gives life meaning. And hope is based on the prospect of being able to one day to turn the actual world into a possible one that looks better....."
.... Francois Jacob

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Cheers from Shayne & Yvonne 
Up next......Northern Ireland..Part 2....the Coastal Causeway route....on the road from Derry to Belfast...


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Saturday 10 June 2017

Ireland..Part 5... Donegal.....the pubs, hitchhiking is a breeze and the 'melting pot' music festival

                                      

“Your life will be entirely what you make it. How you think, how you dream, your aspirations and goals, all reflect your outlook and life’s outcome.”
...words of wisdom from Jacob Hoggard, Hedley
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Welcome to Donegal County.....
...where the Emerald Isle truly shines and pouring a Guinness is a metaphor for the travelin' life.....

.......Prologue......

          ............Friday night in CARRICK.............

The pub life in Ireland.....music plays....people talk.....they welcome you in....the bar....old n worn....the wood shines......the color of the bog....the peat.....from centuries of stories told....of hundreds of elbows supported....to the beer spilled and wiped clean....

The pubs in Ireland are the gathering place....a watering hole for locals....who embrace outsiders like us...with a warm handshake and honest smile... we talk....share yarns.... sometimes....in the corner..the music plays.... timeless as the green hills and rough shod walking paths...

While the scenery in Ireland is spectacular...the real beauty lies in the places where music is created and tales are told... there are no leprechauns here...but, there is magic and spells are cast over us....

.....which takes us back to Carrick...a lovely, quiet little town and gateway to the Slieve League magnificence and GLENCOLUMBCILLE with its rolling hills, sheep and pastoral splendor...

Carrick's 2 pubs pulse with local life....we chat with Ivan, the barman in John the Miners and are 'locked in' both pubs until the wee hours of the early morning....music pounds....the pub sings....we are at the ends of the earth here.....a way from everything....close to it all..

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Donegal Co and the surrounding hills and Glens

We arrive in Donegal City and step off the bus to find a great little BnB/ hotel just steps from the main square. Our home for the next few days. We head out onto the Donegal peninsula and the local towns and villages... Kellybegs. Carrick, Glencolumbcille,  Slieve League and beyond.

                                         KILLYBEGS

Ireland's largest fishing port focusing mainly on mackerel 


The 1819 abandoned Robertson Schoolhouse was the first formal school in Killybegs.



John the Miner pub in Carrick

New friends....we are locked in with until 3am....

Reel Inn, Donegal City
Looks like someone's living room


John, the owner... so passionate about his music 

The other pub in Carrick and our home for several days.

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The Donegal Peninsula

The Slieve League Cliffs...

To get the 15km to the cliffs from Carrick....we hitchhike a ride out and even get returned to Carrick! Sweet!



The parking lot far below


The 600 metres high cliffs at Slieve League are thought to be among the highest in Europe. 




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The coastal village of GLENCOLUMBCILLE

The other, more gentler side of Slieve League has ruins, beaches and numerous walking paths. While we bussed out with rural transport buses, we hitchhike back to Carrick. Plus, the day was wonderfully sunny and warm.







The Silver Strand


Traditional thatched rooves that are seldom seen anymore...they're too expensive! 



Stone Age 'standing stones' dot this ancient village






Enjoying a beer on her birthday!

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ARDARA (pronounced Are-Draw)

We leave Carrick and head over the mountain pass 20 km away to the delightful town of Ardara. 




Here we discover a 4 day music festival in full swing, a weekend cycling race, a local wedding with 300 guests and another long bank holiday weekend! The town is hopping. 

We find a great BnB 2 minutes from the center and plunge into everything Ardara has to offer. We watch the cycling races, visit various music venues, drink n talk. Yvonne is even taught the typical Irish jive steps. People are friendly and the 2-3 block walk to visit the half dozen pubs makes the weekend fly by.






Estonia, Belfast and Dublin....we keep on dancin'
Johnny taught Yvonne a few Irish dance steps. Even the musicians were impressed!

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We eventually rent a car again to get around Donegal's northern end - The Inishowen Peninsula...our goal is to visit Ireland's most northerly point of land...Malin Head....we pick the perfect day to drive the scenic coast roads and quiet country lanes.











And, the best thing.....there are gale force winds blowing at Malin Head. 

Donegal....wild, beautiful and sparse..... someone told us that the region was voted #1 on places to see! We'd return!

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"The difference between an ordinary life and an extraordinary life is only a matter of perspective. Pull the blinds. Look around you. It is a mad, mad world and you do not require ten digit bank accounts to immerse yourself in it. Travel down dusty roads without a destination in mind. Climb a mountain and scream out into the void. Kiss the hell out of a stranger. Skinny dip in a lake. Get lost and lose yourself (they are two separate things). Explore the wilderness (especially the one within). Think less of destiny and more of the moment right here. Because when you are old and ill with your loved ones around you, fame won’t matter, nor will the extent of your wealth. You are the sum of the stories you can tell."
-Beau Taplin, "An Extraordinary Life".

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Cheers from Yvonne & Shayne 

Up next..... Northern Ireland



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