Sunday 24 January 2016

The Donegal Coast - Part II



I headed first for Glenties, birth-place of the legendary Jim McGuinness, and home of the current county champions, Naomh Conaill. The only place open was a shop/deli/cafe named after a woman whose name I forget, so I entered hoping to find edible food. There was a hot counter serving various options, but I asked the woman if I could have tea and a sandwich. She said “no problem, what do you want in the sandwich”. I settled for turkey, ham stuffing and cranberry sauce. It turned out to be about the biggest and best sandwich that I have ever eaten, and it came with a pot of tea and a plate of home-made chips, all for 6 euro. There was as much turkey and ham in it as you would eat for your Christmas dinner!

























                                                    Main Street Glenties
  
After that I headed for the heritage town of Ardara, and took the turn for Loughros point. The weather was terrible at this stage, but I took photos anyhow. I could see Maghera strand across the inlet, but too far off to photograph through the rain.
View of Ardara
Rocks at Loughros Point

Then I looped around the bay to the Maghera side to see the beach close-up. This was a disappointment, as the weather had got even worse, and it was impossible to get a good viewpoint without getting soaked to the skin, followed by pneumonia, tuberculossis and other such ailments.
But, I got a good view of Assaranca Falls, and got a photo which is technically sound, but the lens was suffering under the weight of a hundred raindrops. That ended the trip, as night was coming on and the wind was getting stronger.
Part of Maghera Strand on a bad day
Assaranca Falls through a very wet lens

The next day, I took the road to Donegal Town, and stopped to photograph the castle, which was once the headquarters of the O'Donnell clan. This clan was, of course, led by the legendary Red Hugh. He is the subject of the well-known Donegal song “O'Donnell Abu”, and is famous for his part in the march to the (losing) battle of Kinsale. He was on the winning side at the battle of the Yellow Forks in Fermanagh. He is also famous for his escape from Dublin castle, by crawling through the sewers. He died suddenly in Spain at the age of 30, and may well have been poisoned by an agent of the English crown.
The O'Donnell's Castle in Donegal Town

I then headed for Killybegs, but, at Dunkineely, I took the turn for St. John's Point. I didn't realise that I had driven part of this road previously, until I saw a sign for Castlemurray House Hotel and Restaurant. Some of my children may remember going there for Sunday lunch hundreds of years ago, along with my mother, who wasn't pleased by the bizarre opening time of three in the afternoon! The road seems to go on forever, and worsens as it goes, particularly for the final kilometre or two. The only worse road that I have ever driven on is in the Monument Valley Park in Utah, and it is kept that way deliberately by the Navajo Indians so that tourists will hire them to chauffer them in their bockety pick-up trucks. The final rough patch is almost worth it for the view of the lighthouse, but the mud is so deep around it that it's difficult to get a good vantage point.
 St John's point Lighthouse surrounded by deep mud

But, on the way to the lighthouse, there is an interesting beach, a ruin on a headland and a herd of miscellaneous and very nosey cattle.
Beach near St. John's Point
Ruin on a headland near St. John's Point
Some inquisitive cattle near St. John's Point

After that, I retraced my route and went on to Killybegs, where I got a few shots of the fishing fleet just as the rain was restarting.
A section of the fishing fleet moored in Killybegs

The next stop was at the lovely Fintragh beach which we visited now and again as children around 1960. Like the other beaches, it was deserted, but there was a lone runner making his way through the sand dunes above the strand.
Fintragh Strand

After that I traversed Kilcar and Carrick on the way to Malin More and Trabane Beach, also known as Silver Strand. The scenery around here is really quite spectacular. I stopped in Kilcar in search of food, and made a bee-line for a premises which referred to itself as a tea room and restaurant. On closer inspection, there was a notice in the window advertising the fact that it was available for rent, and was now closed, possibly forever. There was a young man sweeping out a pub on the other side of the street, but he informed me that the pub, although open, did not offer sandwiches or any other type of nutrition. But, he suggested the local Londis, or a drive on to Carrick. Carrick is even smaller than Kilcar, and has nowhere to eat! So, I repaired to Londis, bought a sandwich and a cup of hot coffee, and dined in the car.
Silver Strand is accessed by descending 160 steep steps in a gale-force wind; not as easy as it looks. The sheep just ignore the steps and walk up and down the steep bank.
Trabane Beach also known as Silver Strand

Sheep may safely graze - high above Silver Strand

After Trabane Beach, I went back through Malin Beg and Glencolmcille to Carrick, where I took the turn for Slieve League. The road is surprisingly good; it looks like it was recently resurfaced. It even has room for two lanes, a rarity in Donegal for this type of road. Eventually I came to a car park and a large gate barring the way. But, I opened the gate and continued, having closed the gate again. Several miles later, I came to the end of the line and had to park. However, the viewing gallery for the cliffs is only fifty yards further on. Unfortunately, a fog had descended on the area, and a large cloud sat on top of the cliffs. But, I took some photos anyhow, hoping they would be OK, as most photos of the Golden Gate bridge seem to have fog all over the bridge. I also managed to climb right to the top of Slieve League. This takes a bit of effort, but it is paved and has steps most of the way. On a clear day, the view from the top would be remarkable, but all I could see was fog and clouds and more fog.
Part of Slieve League from the viewing platform
The view from Slieve League looking back down the climbing path
Gloomy photo of Slieve League in the mist - without the gorillas

Watch this space. Some time in the future, there may be a part III.




Wednesday 1 July 2015

The Coast of Donegal - Part I

For a long time, I've wanted to photograph the Donegal coast, particularly since the “Wild Atlantic Way” was invented a couple of years ago. I planned to do it last January, but had to cancel when a vicious Arctic storm descended on the north west and closed many of the roads. The opportunity presented itself again in June, even if the time was limited, so I tried to cover as much as I could in less than two days.
The weather was not favourable, with cloud, wind and rain, and no chance of rising or setting sun lighting up the landmarks.
Despite it not being on the coast, I began with Barnes Gap, viewed from the lake, Lough Mourne. You have to open a gate and follow what city dwellers call a “cow path” to get to the lake. Entry is not forbidden, but there is a pumping station there, fenced in and covered in “Keep Out” signs. Closing the gate is a good idea, as there are cattle in the enclosed part.
Barnesmore Gap seen from Lough Mourne on the Ballybofey-Donegal Town road
Then I headed for the Fanad peninsula, most of which I had never seen before. I had, of course been to Ramelton and Rathmullen as well as Kerrykeel, but I had never been to Portsalon or to Fanad Head. The scenery is magnificent for much of this journey, although the roads are not exactly straight or wide. But, the traffic is light, and the drivers courteous, so it's an enjoyable experience. The beach near Portsalon, known as Ballymastocker, was rated the second most beautiful in the world a few years ago in a poll conducted by Lonely Planet, and you can see why. The only thing it lacks is the weather, and that's out of our control. On this early June evening, the entire population of the second most beautiful beach in the world consisted of one woman and one dog.
Ballymastocker Strand at Portsalon in the Fanad peninsula
Fanad Head lighthouse no longer inhabited but well preserved
On day two, I headed straight for Creeslough, and Doe Castle. I managed somehow to miss Doe Point, but I'll get it again. Once again I had to navigate very tiny roads with only one lane. If you meet a vehicle, one or other has to reverse! Having visited the old Castle and read all the warning signs, I continued on towards Dunfanaghy. I passed the signs for the Ards Priory and for Marble Hill Strand, but stopped to photograph the beautiful seafront at Portnablagh.
Doe Castle down a long narrow road
The seafront at Portnablagh
Following that, I headed for Horn Head, surely one of the most remote places in Ireland. I drove right to the end of the “road” and, to my surprise, found a few vehicles parked there, some with foreign registrations, including Dublin!
Cliffs near Horn Head
The view over Horn Head
The next stop was to be Bloody Foreland, but following the signs only worked for a while. Eventually, I came to a “Y”, neither of whose legs pointed to Bloody Foreland. I took the wrong one, so that landmark also awaits another day! I ended up in Dungloe in time for lunch.
I then retraced my route to see Burtonport and Kincasslagh, the home of Daniel O'Donnell.
Near the harbour at Burtonport
The strand at Kincasslagh
I passed by the Keadue Rovers football field where Packie Bonner was first discovered. Only the road separates it from the sea. After that I took the road to Gweedore and afterwards turned right towards Dunlewey. I wanted to see and photograph Errigal, the Poisoned Glen and the ruined church near Dunlewey. The first thing I noticed as I neared Dunlewey was a church on a hill which I stopped to inspect. It was, of course, the wrong church, quite new and in daily use. The abandoned church is right at the Poisoned Glen, but is not a burnt out ruin as is sometimes mentioned. It fell into disuse and disrepair when the Dunlewey estate disintegrated, having been built for the people of the estate in 1853. It was built of white marble, quarried less than a mile from the site. The roof was removed in 1955 due to safety concerns. The attached graveyard has just a single headstone. The church is said to be haunted, but I didn't wait long enough to find out, mainly because of a vicious shower of Donegal rain powered by a gale-force wind. But, I got a few decent photographs, even if I say so myself.
The Poisoned Glen named after the legendary exploits of the legendary Balor of the Evil Eye
The white marble abandoned Dunlewey church at Dunlewey Lake
Errigal mountain fronted by the haunted church
I then returned to Dungloe and took the road to Crohy Head, to see the head and Maghery Strand. There are actually two strands there, and I didn't know which was the real Maghery strand! It's actually the bigger strand, as you would expect, but I like the smaller one better. Crohy Head was seen from a distance, for fear of becoming part of the Atlantic Ocean due to the gale-force wind at that time. I did photograph Crohy tower, but didn't risk positioning to try getting the sea in the background.

The ruin of Crohy Tower at Crohy head
Strand near Maghery Strand near Crohy Head on the west coast of Donegal
After that, I thought that I might reach Narin/Portnoo before night, but this didn't work out partly due to taking the back road south from Dungloe, the one with the grass growing in the middle! It eventually joined the main N56, and I took the turn for Dooey Strand. Once again, this is a “long and winding” road, and narrow, and up and down hills. Eventually, I reached the strand, just as the heavens opened. (Did I mention the Donegal weather? I grew up in Donegal!). To photograph it properly requires ascending in a helicopter, or by levitation, or else moving a long way to either side of the beach. In the circumstances, none of these options was available. But, I'll return in better weather. The one consolation was a pair of portaloos installed in the parking lot. After that, there was no point in continuing. Watch this space for Part 2!
Boat at Ramelton in the late June evening

Friday 12 June 2015

Washington DC and Civil War Battlefelds

Seven days in New York
We went to New York to inspect four grandsons and to witness the first communion of the second eldest. We encountered late spring/early summer weather, which is very pleasant in New York, a contrast to the searing heat of high summer and the numbing cold of winter. After a week there, we were to travel to Maryland by train, but a freak crash near Philadelphia closed the line, so we had to switch to Greyhound.
Patrick's Day Parade in New York, New York.........

Frederick, Maryland
In Maryland, where we stayed 16 days, we hired a car in order to visit some tourist attractions. This car turned out to be the oddest car that I have ever hired. It was in perfect running order, and had new tyres, but it also had 180,000 miles and the most rust that I have seen on a car since the 60s. The “check engine” light was also on! But, it was cheap, and did the job. It was also unlikely to seem attractive to thieves or kidnappers.
Not exactly the car we hired, but, next time .....

Day one in Washington DC
Our first trip was into Washington DC, and we brought along our trusty Sat-Nav system. But, our TomTom kept bringing us to the wrong hotel. Suddenly, I realised the reason. When it asked for the street number, it refused to accept the correct number, and insisted on a number between 1700 and 2100. So, it kept bringing us to the wrong place. Eventually, after many long loops, I solved it by going to “Points of Interest” (POIs), and finding the hotel name in the list. It clearly uses the actual co-ordinates for POIs, as it brought us there directly.
Having parked the rusty car at the hotel, the next task was to acquire Smart-Trip cards. So, we went, complete with passports, to the nearest Commuter Store, where a grumpy woman issued the $2 cards with $10 credit on each. She had checked that we were over 60 (“Seniors”) and got us to fill out long forms. These cards are worthwhile if you are a senior, as after traversing the city for three days, we still had $4 credit left on each of the cards!
The Department of Finance otherwise known as The Treasury
The White House with lawns, fountains and spectators

We decided the first afternoon to just get a feel for the overall layout, so we walked to where we had a view of the Capitol building, and then walked miles to the White House, via the Washington monument. The Capitol is covered in scaffolding, which was very disappointing. But, leaky roofs need to be repaired, even if they're on top of the American legislature building. Huge crowds throng around the White House, and the railings make it difficult to get a decent photograph. A stepladder or an orange box would be very useful here. We then walked all the way to the huge Lincoln monument. The crowds made it difficult to see the structure. From the front of the monument you can see the Washington pillar as well as its reflection in the lake. The Vietnam memorial wall is only a short distance from the Lincoln, and is a very impressive sight, with 57,000 names engraved on a black marble reflective wall. They appear to be in no particular order, which makes it difficult to find a particular name. They are actually ordered based on the date of death. It's so sad that so many young people died in an unnecessary war.
After this, we ate in a very bad restaurant in a place called Foggy Bottom, on the edge of Georgetown.
The statue of Abraham Lincoln inside the giant memorial structure
The Washington Monument seen from the Lincoln Memorial
The Vietnam Wall with 57,000 names arranged by date of death

Day two in Washington DC
Next morning, it was the turn of the legendary national cemetery, so we took the metro three stops to Arlington. The cemetery was opened as a result of the Civil War casualties, and covers some 250 hectares. There is a wide drive leading to it, covered in tour buses, unloading organised groups wearing identical t-shirts. These come in a range of gaudy colours with printed messages on the front or the back or both. One group had the initials “LH” on their backs, which appeared as “Licking High” on their chests. Presumably, Licking is the name of a place! The huge cemetery had hordes of people all over it. The biggest concentration of people was around the Kennedy grave and eternal flame. There is only one other president buried in Arlington, William Howard Taft. The other highlights here are the Iwo Jima memorial, the womens' military monument and the unknown soldier construction. The latter has a ceremonial changing of the guard every hour on the hour.
We missed this ceremony, but we were lucky enough to witness an actual military funeral, including colour party, detachment of soldiers, gun-carriage, and riderless horse with reversed stirrups. There are around 30 funerals here every day, so it's not a rare sight. Another notable feature of the cemetery is the range and quality of trees throughout the area.
General view of part of the huge Arlington cemetery
The graves of John F. and Jacqueline Kennedy and the eternal flame
The monument to women soldiers at Arlington

We came upon the National Gallery of Art by mistake while looking for the Smithsonian Gallery of American Art. In contrast to the Smithsonian, this one features not so much American art, but features the great Europeans and others. Manet, Monet, Gauguin, Degas, Picasso, Pissarro, Cézanne, Rousseau, as well as Rembrandt and Van Gogh. There is even a Vermeer, and, rarer still, a Leonardo Da Vinci (Ginevra de Benci), the only one on the American continent. This museum is well worth the trouble, although it does not quite match the Musée d'Orsay in Paris.
The only Leonardo Da Vinci painting on the American continent

The Air and Space Museum has two buildings, but we settled for the original downtown building. It is full of items commemorating milestones in aviation and space travel. In the space section, the Apollo 11 Command Module was prominent, as well as the moon landing craft. It also features another Apollo command module which ferried people to and from the Skylab Workshop. The back-up Skylab Workshop is also there for visitors to walk through. There are also a number of nuclear missiles from the good old days of the cold war. In the aviation section Charles Lindberg's original Spirit of St. Louis aircraft is there in all its glory. There is also the Bell X-1 aircraft in which Chuck Yeager became the first to break the sound barrier. And the little red Lockheed aircraft flown by Amelia Earhart, which she called her “little red bus”, still looks like new. This is the craft in which she flew the Atlantic, landing in a cow field in Derry in May 1932, 15 hours after taking off from Newfoundland. The story of the Wright Brothers, who started as bicycle mechanics, is also well illustrated. One of their bicycles, which sold for $42, is on display. But, so is the fully restored aircraft in which they made their first flight using a powered engine. They used a very scientific approach to the problems of heavier-than-air flight, involving the construction of the first wind tunnels. Their system of steering is still employed in fixed wing aircraft. At the fourth attempt, this machine, with Orville Wright lying flat on the lower wing, flew around 300 yards at a height of ten feet.
The Wright Brothers' first ever flying machine
Amelia Earhart with her "Little Red Bus" which landed in county Derry
The Skylab space station - a backup copy of the station actually launched

The Museum of American History is really worth a long visit. Even a full day might not be enough to study each section in detail. We went in the afternoon and returned the following morning. It covers every aspect of history, social, political, technological. In transport, there is the caleche in which Abraham Lincoln drove to meet his death in Ford's Theatre. There are also two huge steam engines from the great days of the American railroad. The political history covers all the wars involving America, including the war of independence, the civil war, Korea, Vietnam and the two world wars. The reason given for Korea and Vietnam is the same : “to prevent communist expansionism”. And, on WW2 in Japan, there is a statement that America deliberately targeted civilians in its fire-bombing of Tokyo, an undefended wooden city, and in its use of nuclear bombs in Hiroshima and Nagasaki. I'm not sure if this matches the official American account of what took place. The histories of Korea and Vietnam are quite brief, and there is a helicopter on display which was used in Vietnam. On the civil war, I found out that the number killed was much greater than I had imagined, 620,000. It also explains how prosperous the south was before the war, and how much that prosperity depended on slavery. There were four million slaves at the start of the civil war, one eighth of the total population. The south has never recovered its economic strength.
There are exhibits tracing the history of music as well as the progress of the civil rights campaign. I also learned that Alexander Graham Bell's mother and sister were deaf, which is why he began experimenting with sound. This led to the development of the telephone.
Perhaps the most recent exhibit is a battered piece of the heating system salvaged from the 70th floor of one of the Twin Towers.
We celebrated all this by eating in a high class Indian restaurant neat Chinatown.
Abraham Lincoln's caleche which brought him to Ford's Theatre on his last night
The controversial statue of George Washington
 The Smithsonian Museum of American History

Day Three in Washington DC
Six days after the end of the Civil War, Abraham Lincoln was murdered in Ford's theatre, by an actor,
John Wilkes Booth. Later on, the theatre was bought by the state, as was the boarding house across the street where Lincoln died the morning after he was shot. Both houses can be explored, but tickets have to be booked well in advance, which we had not managed to do. Eleven days after the assassination, the killer was shot dead while resisting arrest. Eventually, four co-conspirators were tried and hanged, and four more were given terms in prison. Ironically, Booth was one of Lincoln's favourite actors, and Lincoln had previously invited him to the White House.
Ford's Theatre where Lincoln was shot in 1865

Gettysburg
One of the decisive battles of the Civil War took place here in 1863. It was the biggest battle ever fought on American soil, and the bloodiest with over 50,000 either dead, injured or missing. It was the second of three incursions by the confederates into union territory, and was a decisive and critical defeat for the southerners. The Soldier's National Cemetery was opened here some months later due to the casualties in the three-day battle, and it was at the dedication ceremony for the cemetery that Lincoln made his famous speech, known as the Gettysburg Address. The speech actually took less than two minutes to deliver, but had a powerful message. The main speaker at the event, Edward Everett, spoke for nearly two hours, and wrote to Lincoln afterwards that he hoped that he had got as close to the central idea of the occasion in two hours as Lincoln had in two minutes!
 The monument to the Gettysburg Address containing the text as well as the invitation to speak
The Gettysburg cemetery for Union soldiers killed in the 3-day battle
The battle memorial at Gettysburg cemetery near where Lincoln delivered his address

Monocacy – the battle that saved Washington DC
The battle of Monocacy Junction in July 1864 was during the third and last invasion of the north by the confederates. The capital city had been left undefended and Robert E. Lee saw an opportunity to threaten or capture it. He despatched Jubal Early with 15,000 troops complete with artillery, and a hastily assembled force of 6,600 was assembled near Frederick, under Lew Wallace, to hold up his advance. Despite being outnumbered, the largely inexperienced troops fought with great bravery, and held up the advance for a whole day. This allowed time for an army to be moved to guard Washington.
The barn on the Thomas farm. The farm was central to the day-long battle
The Gambrill water-powered mill, used as a field hospital, to which the Union troops retreated

Antietam – the bloodiest day
The battle of Antietam was fought over a single day in September 1862, and was the first attempt by the confederates to invade the northern union states. The battlefield lies between the small town of Sharpsburg and Antietam creek, and is now a peaceful and beautiful place. But, it was the scene of the biggest slaughter on a single day in American history. The fighting lasted from 07:30 in the morning until around 6 pm. The Union army was led by George McLellan, who later contested the presidency with Abraham Lincoln, and Robert E. Lee led the southerners, with the Union having an advantage in numbers. One of McLellan's generals was Thomas Francis Meagher, the exiled United Irishman. At the end of the day, some 23,000 men lay dead or wounded. Some were never accounted for. The worst slaughter took place in an area known as the sunken road. What was initially a good defensive position became a death-trap when over-run by the Union army. Neither side won the battle, but a draw was like a defeat for the Confederates, who retreated in good order two days later.
The Dunker church was in an area defended and held by the Confederates at some cost
Examples of the artillery types used at Antietam
Burnside's bridge over Antietam Creek with "witness tree" still standing - taken by Union army late in the day
End of blog entry.