Month: May 2015

ON THE PILGRIM PATHS IN THE LAND OF SAINTS AND SCHOLARS

At a time when 200,000 weary pilgrims a year queue up for their certificate in Santiago de Compostela in Northwest Spain, walkers in Ireland are re-discovering their own, much less visited Caminos.

Way before a religious hermit stumbled upon the bones of St. James in 814AD and kick started what has become the most popular long distance hike in the world, Pagans and then Christians were following ancient paths to sacred sites throughout Ireland.

Barefoot pilgrim on summit of Croagh Patrick

The pilgrimage to the hallowed peak of Croagh Patrick overlooking the 365 islands of Clew Bay in Mayo existed 3,000 BC and was popularized by the Patron Saint of Ireland 500 years before St. James’ way got going. It still draws 30,000 people to the summit on the last Sunday in July, or Reek Sunday.

Croagh Patrick's well worn scree slope

Patrick is also associated with an Island in Lough Derg, Co Donegal, attracting pilgrims from all over Europe since medieval times – a site so important that it was the only Irish place named on a world map of 1492.

There are other, more unfamiliar paths now being promoted as walking trails with a difference and together they make up about a dozen routes over 250 kms of tranquil country lanes, stone paved tracks, paths through meadows and forests, across heather moor and bog lands and over rocky mountain summits, passing through some of the most beautiful scenery in Europe.

In County Mayo the 30km Tóchar Phadraig (St Patrick’s Causeway) was in use in Pagan times as the Royal Road to Cruachan Aille, the original name for Croagh Patrick and during its clearance by a local initiative ancient stone flagstones came to light indicating its archeological pedigree.

The route leaves from Ballintubber Abbey and meanders over low lying fields and through a serene and timeless landscape dotted with a round tower, holy wells, druidic sites, famine graves,
medieval churches, mass rocks and sacred stones, including the miraculous rock of Boheh. This cup and circle marked stone from around 3,000BC was the focal point of Sun worshippers and used to divide the year into 3 in prehistoric times when standing at this spot at sunset on April 18th and August 24th the Sun lands on the very peak of Croagh Patrick and then proceeds to roll or slide down the Northern slope, the angle of setting Sun and mountain side matching exactly – a truly jaw dropping sight. Even without witnessing this phenomena the view of the iconic quartzite cone of ‘the Reek”, visable for most of the way, is what draws you irrepressibly onward.

Slieve League donegal, a pilgrim destination for over 1000 years

Other ways in the West include the spectacular Slieve League Pilgrim path with its 400m sea cliffs in Co Donegal and , in Connemara in Co Galway, the mountain pass of Maumeen – another Druidic sacred site that became overlaid with Christianity.

The gateway to St Patricks oratory at Maumeen

Statue of St Patrick at Maumeen co. galway

Two of the most striking and atmospheric of these age old paths are in the scenic Southwest and can both be enjoyed in a long weekend.
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Cosán No Naomh (The Saint’s Road) Dingle, Kerry. 24 km

The enchanting Dingle peninsula is the northern most of the five fingers of land jutting out into the Atlantic from Ireland’s southwestern coastline and near its western tip is glorious golden Ventry beach

Ventry Beach - the start of Cosan na Naomh (The Saints Road)

– the trail head for a centuries old path traditionally culminating 952 m higher, atop Mount Brandon, the highest peak in the country outside of the MacGillycuddy’s Reeks.

Approaching the 952m summit of Mt Brandon

The summit of Brandon was, like Croagh Patrick, the scene of pre Christian revelry celebrating the festival of Lughnasa in honour of Lug ,the God of the Pagan Celts ,at the end of July. Come Christianity and the mountain was appropriated by St Brendan who supposedly spent time on the summit praying for a safe return from his sea voyage to America in a leather skinned currach nearly 1,000 years before Columbus.

From the beach it’s a relatively flat 18 km walk along tranquil ,fuschia lined backroads and fields to the grotto at the base of Mount Brandon from where a more arduous 6 km return hike to the Summit will reward you with breath taking views of the dramatic coastal and mountain scenery (if not shrouded in fairly common mist and cloud!)

The graveyard of the 12th century Kilmalkedar church on the Cosan na Naomh

The route will certainly envelop you in the mists of time and takes in many ancient sites of interest including bee hive huts, holy wells, Churches, Ogham stones and the iconic Gallans Oratory whose dry stone sloping roof and walls have been keeping out the driving rain for 1,000 years.

The view west to the Blasket Islands from Mt Brandon

The route is well marked with posts sporting a yellow pilgrim symbol and directional arrows which will lead you across this beautiful Irish speaking area.

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Saint Finbarr’s Pilgrim Way – West Cork . 36 km
Drimoleague to Kealkill 22km / Kealkill to Gougane Barra 14 km

Starting at the Top of the Rock, Drimoleague, this two day walk follow’s in the footsteps of Cork’s Patron Saint Finbarr who visited in the 6th Century before setting off to Gougane Barra to set up his monastery in what became Ireland’s first National Park.

Kealkill megalithic stone circle and standing stones

There is a fine Walking Centre at Top of the Rock which as well as dispensing information on the many walks in the area offers transport, luggage transfers and accommodation for campers or in a range of wooden glamping “pods” and makes for a good base whilst undertaking this trail (topoftherock.ie).

Reckoned by John G. O’Dwyer, author of Pilgrim Paths in Ireland, to be the finest of them all this route reveals some of the best scenery in West Cork as it traverses three mountain systems and four river valleys.

The old mass path, St FinbarrsWay on the Ilen River

Serene and gentle at times alongside rushing streams and through lush green meadows the way becomes more demanding when it rises on old bog roads and forest tracks to cross the higher uplands and open mountainside, before reaching the cliffs overlooking the tranquil lake of Gougane Barra.

The bog road at Glanaclohy on St Finbarr's Way passes massive glacial erratics

It is this variety in the trail and the far reaching views of Bantry Bay and the mountains surrounding it that make this such a special walk that well rewards the effort put in on and rocky and boggy stretches.

The peninsulars below St Finbarrs Way reaching out into the Atlantic

Although mostly in the wild western counties there are pilgrim paths in other areas including, in the south, the 96km St Declan’s Way from Ardmore in Waterford to the Rock of Cashel in Co Tipperary which crosses the Knockmealdown Mountains, and Saint Brigid’s Way in the east, rediscovered or created in 2013 along a 112km route linking the Saint’s Shrine and Holy Well in Faughart, Co. Louth to her Monastic City in Kildare, passing a variety of Sacred Sites along the Way.

Also in the East is Saint Kevin’s Way in Co Wicklow, starting either in Valleymount or Hollywood where the Saint slept in a cave and ending at Glendalough. Both routes are less than 30km and take about six hours.
Although this way includes a fair bit of road walking the second half from Ballinagee Bridge up over the Wicklow gap, down along the Gendasan river and into the hauntingly beautiful lakeside valley make it worthwhile.
St Kevin came here to retreat from the world and spent his life in quiet contemplation and after his death in AD 618 his followers developed it into a thriving monastic centre of learning that has now become a tourist hot spot.

In the centre of Ireland is Clonmacnoise, another medieval seat of Knowledge and artistic culture and the destination of countless thousands of seekers over the centuries.

Looking down the Medieval highway of the Esker Riada towards the once great monastic city of Clonmacnoise on the banks of the river Shannon
Now know as the Pilgrim Path the way follows the ridge of the Esker Riada, a glacial gravel deposit that afforded the traveller a dry route raised above the wetlands of the Shannon Callows. Starting in Ballycomber the flat route takes 25km to reach the monastic site of Clonmacnoise on the mighty river’s bank to which it owes its original popularity being on a transportation hub of water and roadways. Now developed as a cycleway rather than a walking route it nevertheless is a worthwhile trip into the tranquil heartland of Ireland.

Details of these and other routes and the annual pilgrimages along them can be found at pilgrimpaths.ie.

BANGOR TRAIL 2 and the FAMINE WALK : 15/16th MAY

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We were off to the wilds of Mayo last week for a trek across the Nephin Beg wilderness area through the Ballycroy National Park and the most “out there” spaces in Ireland.

The trail, an old drovers road used for bringing cattle from the Erris peninsular and area to Newport market crosses 30km of bog and many many streams as it makes it’s lonely way along a route as far from any house or road as you can get.

I’ve already posted a blog on this route from when i tackled it solo last September, camping out and making it a circular hike by returning on the Western Way but this time i was accompanied by trail buddies Mor and Beg Dawson, Ivor Bundle and The Missus as well as four dogs in a range from lap to hound.

We started with a bit of a road trip in order to leave a vehicle at the finish in Bangor, driving up a beautiful road heading northwest from Castlebar past the 800m Nephin mountain before returning to the start of the hike at the little bothy at Letterkeen above Lough Feeagh.DSCN2621

Heading out about 7 in the following morning we were hopeful the dry weather would continue although the skies were fairly leaden and the forecast was not great.

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The area around the bothy has been spruced up with new tarmac and a wheelchair friendly path and decking over the bridge spanning the Attamoney river with picnic tables affording views of the surrounding Nephin Beg range of mountains.The invading rhododendron i had noted last time was just beginning to come into flower and another week would see the landscape turn purple.

The beginning stages of the walk, as we headed north into the hills, were dry underfoot as the valley is covered by glacial gravel, apparently to a height 100m.

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As we rose higher the blanket bog and forestry around us would give us no idea that in prehistoric times” the area was a Shangri-La with an oasis of well drained fertile soil, sheltered by a ring of high ground”

In fact excavations on a rath here have revealed two periods of habitation and agriculture. Bronze age people were here perhaps 3000 years ago before abandoning the site to shrub and later the arrival of Early Christian farmers saw grain being grown in what is now a vast inhospitable bog.

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The strangely fluid venticular clouds added to the otherworldly atmosphere as we trekked over the shoulder of Nephin Beg and up past the only tree on the trail, an heroic oak with little chance of procreation.

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The trail was still furnished with stepping stones across the wettest sections here but soon these luxuries were gone, leaving us to squelch through the mire as the rain started to make it as wet above us as below.

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After passing the forlorn ruins of an ancient habitation we climbed another rise before coming down into the valley bottom to follow a stream where we found a relatively sheltered spot for lunch. By now the wet had penetrated pretty deep and feeling chilly we didn’t hang about too long stopping only to empty boots of water.

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The next challenge was to cross the Tarsaghaunmore river where the footbridge was down which involved a balancing act on the remaining girder for some and a wet footed wade for others.

From there the remaining 8 or so km were a bit of a slog through deep sponge occasionally relieved by wooden boardwalks and with the view reduced to a swirl of grey mist.

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It was a relief to make it to the van at the finish DSCN2650  and return to the bothy where we celebrated the heroic efforts of men, women and dogs.

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The next day Mor, Beg and The Missus headed home whilst Ivor and I drove down past Clew Bay and west along the coast under Croagh Patrick to Louisburgh to take part in the Afri Famine Walk.

Afri are a 40 year old aid organisation concerned with global justice, peace, human rights and sustainability and ending poverty and hunger. Every May for the last 27 years they have hosted a Famine Walk between Louisburgh and Delphi Lodge to commemorate and re-enact a tragedy that took place in the freezing winter of 1849 when dozens of starving died by the roadside on their way back to Louisburg after being turned away from Delphi Lodge where they had been told to walk to in order to receive food aid.

Afri always invites walk leaders from a range of campaigns around the world to attend and this year a couple of hundred people gathered in the town hall to hear brief talks from family of Chelsea ( Ex Bradley) Manning the US whistleblower serving 35 years and Maitet Ledesma, a Philippino who works with an NGO that supports social movements all over the world.

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We were then bundled into buses and driven the 18km to Delphi where there was a tree planting ceremony before we headed off from the grounds of the imposing “big house” behind the leaders flags.

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It was good to be walking in a large group for once, especially one with a political or humanitarian aim. Hiking with a conscious purpose to protest or bare witness has an honourable history and a great power to it.

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However we were on a tight schedule and the pace was too slow for us so we pulled on ahead and set off down the side of Doo Lough where it was fitting to experience a couple of freezing showers of rain and hail.

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The countryside was dramatic and as we climbed to the top of the rise and the Famine memorial i looked back to the straggle of walkers and tried to imagine the horrors of the journey in 1849, but it was too lovely in the sunshine.

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Once away from the lake we headed north across the bogland with fantastic views of Croagh Patrick but unlike the day before we were walking on a hard surface, in fact by the time we had made it back to Louisburgh my knees were complaining slightly. My suffering was put into perspective by a reminder of the history of our walk.