May 2017: It’s early May and small groups of Whimbrel (Numenius phaeopus) have arrived in Mayo for a brief stop-off on their way to their summer breeding grounds in the Arctic.
A trip to Erris always belies the old adage that says ‘the anticipation is better than the realisation’. The excitement of looking forward to travelling out to explore the barony is always matched by the pleasure I get from visiting the beautiful seascapes and landscapes that make Erris such a unique place.
I’m not sure when Easkey became one of the hottest surfing locations in Europe. Certainly not as far back as the 15th century when the O’Dowd clan of Tireragh ruled the roost from Rosslee Castle, overlooking one of the two reef breaks that make Easkey a surfer’s paradise.
The strange upside-down V-shaped object in the night sky over North Mayo on Wednesday night had all the appearance of a UFO – but the truth is far less exciting if nonetheless interesting.
The long drive from Ballina to the south-west corner of Mayo where the Mweelrea Mountains slope down to Killary Harbour is always a pleasure as we look forward to the magnificent Atlantic seascapes that await us.
Scotchport, a small and beautiful sheltered cove near Corclough on the Mullet, has an interesting history and today is a popular location for scuba diving in Mayo.
The idyllic scenery on the drive from Geesala to Doohoma along the winding road that skirts Tullaghan Bay never fails to impress no matter how many times we make the journey.
There is nothing better during the autumn and winter months than spending an hour or two picking cockles and mussels on one of Mayo’s magnificent Wild Atlantic Way beaches.
It was the perfect day for the annual horse racing on Doolough strand – blue skies, warm sunshine and a big crowd to ensure a carnival atmosphere – and to top it all a win for the grandson of one of Ireland’s most famous jockeys.
A visit to Glosh beach, at the southern end of the Mullet Peninsula, can sometimes turn up the most unexpected surprises – such as beach sculptures made from driftwood and other bits of flotsam washed ashore by the North Atlantic.
It’s no surprise that Old Head near Louisburgh in Co Mayo has been popular with families from all over Ireland for generations.