Blogging Fundamentals – Who am I and Why am I Here

I’m just a nobody, living in the middle of nowhere. I suppose that is why I’m on WordPress. Living in rural Ireland, you find people don’t hear you no matter how loud you shout.

I’m nearly 50, married with 5 kids (well young adults) and 3 dogs. I live on the south coast of the Republic of Ireland and am very happy. So what have I got to complain about? I love living in Ireland, it’s beautiful, ancient,  wild and wonderful. The trouble is Ireland has a lot of pen pushers, who’s job it seems is to create problems. Parish boundaries, catchment areas, counties, provinces,  all designed to put one group against another.

The latest one comes from the Irish Tourist Board. They have invented two promotional areas, the Wild Atlantic Way and Ireland’s Ancient East. They are both great ideas, but why separate the country? We could have the WILD IRISH WAY and IRELAND’S ANCIENT PAST where tourists would be invited to look the whole of Ireland, not be segregated. We’re not big enough for that sort of thing.

So what is my blog about? Well at the moment, I appear to be comparing Waterford’s ancient countryside, with  our wild coastline. (But that is all subject to change)

So, if you have already found my blog, sorry for this side track but I’m doing ‘learning the fundamentals’ course. I need to learn what all settings do, and the Queen of the World told me to.

 

O.K. so it’s all about scale.

Ireland is not a very big country, physically smaller than most American States, but we have quite a few ancient monuments.

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Ballymote Monolith, Co. Waterford, Ireland

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Rolling hills, around the Ballymote Monolith

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To the South West of the monolith Mound Barrow

In previous posts, I’ve said how I like Waterford being included in Ireland’s Ancient East but I’m a bit dismayed at being excluded from The Wild Atlantic Way. So I thought I would use this space to shed some light on the area.

Nobody could argue about Waterford being blessed with ancient countryside. You could almost say we were littered with artefacts. This, the Ballymote Monolith, being the tallest at nearly 4m in height, but it’s not alone in the field.  About 50m from it is a Mound Barrow, is a flat topped earth and stone tumulus.

So, why are we not included in The Wild Atlantic Way? Maybe we are not wild enough, because we are certainly on the Atlantic. I don’t mind being left off by accident, but when you look at the map and you see that the oldest city in Ireland is not even shown on the map,  you begin to wonder. There are only five cities in the Republic of Ireland and the other four are included.

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Map of the Wild Atlantic Way

I will give the pen pushers the benefit of the doubt, maybe they don’t know how wild the Atlantic is around here. Their education starts now, read this.

Tramore is known today as a holiday resort, but previously it was known as The Graveyard of Ships. You do not get a reputation like that without some serious wrecks. There are scores of recorded ship losses in this bay, dating back to the 16th century.

I’m going to tell you about one of those, The Seahorse, 30th January 1816. Imagine the scene,  you had spent the last number of years surviving battles in the Peninsular War. Ending in glory in the Battle of Waterloo. Then you finally get notice that you will be returning home. You board a flotilla of ships in Gravesend, England,  for the last leg of your journey home to Cork.

The Seahorse, a military transport ship, is packed with officers and soldiers, wives and children, heads out from the English Channel into the Atlantic, for the homeward journey back to Ireland. The weather begins to deteriorate as they approach the Irish coast. The captain sends one of his trusted men up the rigging to see if he can recognise where they are, and find somewhere to shelter from the oncoming storm. He falls onto the deck, and dies in his wife’s arms.

Captain Gibbs decides to run with wind, and heads for the safety of Waterford. He realises he will not make it past Brownstown Head, and tries to shelter in Tramore bay. He drops an anchor and swings head on to the wind, and drops a second to begin waiting for the storm to die. It didn’t.

The relentless waves, batter the ship. It looses it’s masts, but is still intact. The anchors were not holding fast in the soft, sandy sea bed, and the ship was gradually moving towards the shallow water. Finally, at midday on the 30th January 1816, the boat was pounded onto the sea bed, the hull cracked open, and the occupants drowned. Of the 402 occupants who entered the ship only 30 survived.

This one storm claimed the lives of over 570 men, women and children, with two other ships,  the Lord Melville and the Boadicea, going down in the one day. The highest loss of life in Irish Maritime history.

So what is in the photos on the beach? Well, I believe them to be the mass graves from the Seahorse. It is the commonly held belief that the bodies were buried in the sand dunes at the end of the beach, but that is not true. The parish records show that 28 bodies were buried in the dunes, with 82 being buried in the old church yard at Drumcannon. These were mainly the officers,  women and children. This leaves 260 ordinary soldiers with no resting place, until you read the records of Mr Butler Hughes, who raised money for a permanent memorial to the Seahorse.

In total £15.15s was raised, enabling the placement of the monument on six small pillars near the three mass graves on the strand

Ireland’s Ancient East – I’m In

What is my problem with Ireland’s Ancient East? I’m all for it, I think it is great that I walk past objects that my ancestors passed 5000 years ago. As a marketing tool, Ireland’s Ancient East will spread word to people outside Ireland, that we have been here a long time. We have our own history, long before our European invaders rewrote it

We have monoliths and graves all over the countryside. In the middle of nowhere or forming the boundary to keep cows in one place.

Well, what’s my problem then? I’m glad you asked, I have no problem with Ireland’s Ancient East, my problem is with the Wild Atlantic Way. This tourist driving route follows around the Atlantic coast but stops short of one of the main entry points for people driving into the country. It is a brilliant idea, if a little short sighted.

Look at who has entered Ireland through the South East coast, the Vikings, the Normans, the Tudors, even Oliver Cromwell. These people knew what they were doing, why assume modern tourists can be pushed around, any more than our previous visitors. Why not let our modern invaders start their Atlantic route as they enter the country at Rosslare, instead of telling them they have to drive 200km before they are allowed to begin.

But your previous picture didn’t make the Atlantic look very wild? I don’t like to get my camera out when it is really rough, but these pictures might help convince you that we are part of the Wild Atlantic Way, whether the pen pushers agree or not!

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