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Ireland part 5/5

    Are you comfy and curled up in the cozy glow of your computer? Perfect, just the time to revisit cold cold Ireland. Goodbye warm, windy Maui. Hello to the chilly, rolling green hills of NE Ireland for the final installment of my Irish Saga. Ireland skunked me. Well, kind of. I did not […]

Ireland part 4

I’m back on Maui and the conditions are super fun, but here is a flashback to last month’s Irish adventure.     4. It makes sense to go in wintertime from warm Hawaii, home of the best waves in the world, to cold Ireland in search of waves. Right?…wait… Am I insane? “Never leave wind […]

Ireland part 3.5

  A short Irish interlude for today: The amazing people at google have fleshed out the streets of rural northwest Ireland. So I’d like to post a few photos here snagged from google maps in order to illustrate a bit more of my Irish trip.     The Irish, of course, speak English. But while […]

Ireland part 3

    Ireland is full of black things—Guinness, clouds, black pudding, stormy seas—and they define the culture there. The most perplexing of these dark things is peat. What is peat?, I hear all the non-Irish say. To put it simply, peat is mud that burns. Mud that is made in bogs. Bogs are acidic and […]

Ireland part 2

  Ahhhhh. The adventure begins to begin. Seated beside Mikey in his van, I set out for County Sligo to catch my first Irish waves and wind. The drive from Dublin to the west coast takes about 3 hours, possibly 2.5. We arrived at the spot around noon and the car’s outside temperature gauge told […]

Ireland: part 1

A catalog of this adventure is required. So here it is in 5 parts. And this first bit is the boring but necessary introduction. The middle three parts will capture the main action of the trip (or the lack there of). And the final installment will reflect on the whole, or something. 1: I landed […]

his master– the sea

The Aran Islands lie off Western Ireland. All three are small… wastes of rock… without trees… without soil… In winter storms they are almost smothered by the sea… which, because of the peculiar shelving of the coastline, piles up into one of the most gigantic seas in the world. In this desperate environment the Man […]