Tuesday 28 April 2015

Lost? 
It's like a scene from that TV show "Lost".
Life partners? 
These 2 little guys are welded to the rock.
Rock pool.
The rock pools are the natural habitats for crabs, starfish, limpets and many other sea creatures.
Giant's teeth.
Beware kids! Giant teeth! For some unknown reason, when the giants went to the dentist for an extraction, all their teeth were dumped here.
Giant's footprint. 
Beware kids! Giants roamed these here parts.
Inlet 3. 
Yet more amazing exposed rocks when the tide is out.
Tunnel.
The tunnel from inlet 2 to inlet 3. Notice the amazing rock formations on the right.
View from the back. 

Beehive. 
This structure at the bottom of the aforementioned valley reminds me of a beehive.
Twist and Turn. 
Starting at the top middle here, you can slide your way down to the valley. Use the grass clumps to support your weight. Old tracksuit bottoms might be best if you're worried about the seat of your pants ;)
Slippery Slope. 
This groove down the middle of this hill is an out when the tide is on its way in, but it is not for the faint-hearted. I have not risked trying to climb it since part of the cliff path eroded and gave way last year. (You can see the 2 fence poles that fell down.)
Rock stream. 
If the rock in the middle is covered by water, the middle caves are inaccessible from this vantage point. You can still slide down another twisty path, but you must ensure that you can get to the black granite climb or otherwise it is particularly difficult to drag your way back up the steep green (muddy when wet) hill.
Skull city. 
This crazy rock formation reminds me of loads of old skulls rolled together in a heap. Pretty crazy.
Cliff view. 

Slippy rocks.
The key to skipping across rocks is knowing where to plant your next foot. The green is completely slippy. You could break your neck on it. The yellow bits, as I like to call them, are great footholds, and not slippy at all, so long as they are not covered in seaweed. Jump across the yellow to your heart's content.
Coastal Climb. 
The grooved rocks make the climb from the car park down to the first inlet easy peasy.
First inlet near Portrane Martello Tower car park. 
Park the car in the car park near the Portrane Martello Tower. Head towards the sea keeping the cliff walk footpath to your right. When the tide is out, you can get down onto this secluded little beach by climbing down the rocks. There are plenty of grooves and ledges, so it is an easy climb.
It is very rewarding in terms of little caves, rock formations and secluded inlets.
Keep walking at the sea's edge across as many rock formations and caves as possible to experience the cliff walk from down below.

NOTE: Coastal walking is like playing poker. Always give yourself an out. The safest time to go is about 2 hours before low tide. At that time the tide is far enough out so that the rocks are exposed, but it also gives plenty of time before the tide starts to turn again. Check the times here: http://www.tide-forecast.com/locations/Malahide/forecasts/latest/six_day
Donabate Martello Tower at night. 
Nice detail on the top of the Martello Tower at Donabate.

Monday 27 April 2015

Web life. 
I thought I'd be very smart and turn on the flash and stick the camera in the window of the Donabate Martello Tower. Alas, it is all blocked up with stones and only houses spiders and their webs.
Wheel of Fortune. 
Washed up on Donabate Beach.
Gone fishin' 
All sorts of stuff is washed up onto Donabate Beach.
Sunset. 
Sunset as seen from a hill on Corballis.
Tower Bay Beach. 

Seashells on the sea shore. 
A selection of shells on the shore behind the Portrane tower.
Daffs.
Dancing Daffodils with Lambay Island in the background.
Boathouse. 
The blocked up boathouse on Tower Bay beach Portrane. It is situated at the bottom of the garden of the Martello Tower.
Lifeguard hut. 
Toilets, life guard hut and changing area cut into the hillside rock at Portrane tower beach.
Wild flowers. 
Stunning wild purple flowers growing on the hill-top to the South of the Portrane Martello Tower.

Lifebuoy. 
A life saved? I've never seen one of these deployed, and hopefully I never will.
Lifeguard hut graffiti. 
The graffiti artists were at it again. This time they've stated the obvious really, on the inside of a lifeguard hut, as you do.
Howth. 
A ferry in the distance sails past Howth towards Dun Laoghaire on the Irish sea.
T-1 
I managed to climb onto the roof, but was too small to get the ID number in all its glory.
Lifeguard hut Portrane Tower Beach. 
The lifeguard and toilets enclosure at the tower beach in Portrane. It has a helicopter landing pad on the roof. T-1.
CABLE ROCK. 
A fabulous welcome to the car park near the Portrane Martello tower.

Saturday 25 April 2015

Flower Power.
An embellishment on one of the many roof-tops in St. Ita's hospital.
Art. 

Swords Art Squad. 
The thinking behind the art corridor.
Art corridor. 
Dilapidated corridor with peeling paint containing beautiful bright artwork.
Hairdressing Salon. 
The notice board in the hairdressing salon.
Hairdressing Salon. 
The remnants of the hairdressing salon room in St. Ita's.
Baby Seal. 
This little fella washed up on the Tower Beach in Portrane. One of his paws seemed stuck under his body. He had difficulty wiggling. We rang the wildlife folks but nobody could come until the next morning. The internet suggested picking up a baby seal at the rear. The baring of the baby seal teeth put a swift end to that notion. Thankfully high tide washed him back out.
Baby seal. 
"Put the hair-dryer away please!"
Black Beauty. 
The story of her life; Black Beauty abandoned once again. This time in St. Ita's.
Covered Crop. 
Covered crop in the Burrow. The sun almost makes it look like a continuation of the Rogerstown Estuary which is visible down at the bottom.
Mule on the roof. 

Quack Quack. 
A squadron of ducks swim across the Broadmeadow Estuary. Malahide is to the rear.
A view from the mill. 
From the base of Carr's Mill, looking East, you can see the water tower, the round tower (Evan's Folly) and the clock tower in St. Ita's.
Light me up. 

Blossom Shed. 

Northbound Train. 
I see the train a comin'. It rolled past in one mad blur.