Saturday came around again so my husband and I made a plan to meet our friends Gregory and Dominika at the beach in Killiney South of Dublin. It was a sunny blue sky day so we packed a picnic lunch and loaded the kids and buggy into the car. Isaac slept the whole way up while Jewel chatted and looked out the window periodically asking, “what’s that momma? And “Look! Look!” Like me, she is enthralled with this beautiful country and hardly ever sleeps on a drive.
We made it to Dublin a bit earlier than our friends, so we drove along the narrow winding beachside roads and wound up at Colemore Harbour looking across the bay at the Dalkey Island. I was excited because I had seen this place from the plane once when flying over Dublin and had told my husband that I wanted to go there someday. Now here we were, but unfortunately, with the babies so small and our limited time we weren’t able to hire a boat to go across and hike around the island. We spotted a sign for Ken the Ferryman “Trips to Dalkey Island;” another time perhaps. The little island holds some interesting history with the Martello towers, an 11th century church, and paths where Vikings walked to their slave camps in the early 900’s, at least that is what I’ve read. http://www.dalkeycastle.com/news-events/ferry-trips-dalkey-island/
With the warm sun and surroundings we were reminded of Northern California. It almost didn’t feel like Ireland. Most of the architecture in the area was really posh and different than the countryside where we are from, but the few castle homes and old towers standing out above the trees assured me that we were still in the right country. We stopped at a little park that looked over the bay across at the Dalkey Island and sat down on the rock steps near the path to eat our sandwiches. A young boy and what appeared to be his father headed down the path carrying fishing poles, an older couple sat hand in hand on a little bench and other groups of people came and went either walking along the paths or climbing up to sit on some nearby boulders. It was a nice little spot, but lacking a play area for the kids or sandy beach access so we moved shortly after our lunch was finished.
Gregory called to let us know they had made it, so we headed over to the Killiney beach near the Dalkey Dart train station. The wind picked up a bit and was perfect for flying a kite but brought an icy chill to those of us who had dressed more in line with summer. The guys enjoyed playing after they finally got the kite strings untangled. The kids played in the sand while Dominika and I sat at their portable picnic table shielding the baby from the wind and trying to stay warm under the baby blankets. It wasn’t the nicest of beaches if you are looking for sand, but we enjoyed looking at all the different rocks and smooth stones. I even picked up a few to use in my garden planters since I didn’t see any signs saying I couldn’t. It was not very crowded and we were able to park close, which was very handy with the baby buggy filled with all the picnic goods, baby gear, and extra rocks we carried out. I also enjoyed looking at the hills behind us with wildflowers growing along the small cliffs.
The final stop of the day was just up the road at Killiney Hill. There is a nice walking path up the hill that leads to an Obelisk monument that sits looking over a panoramic view of the Irish Sea, Dublin, and the Wicklow mountains. Wow, that is a beautiful spot! I definitely will be heading back another sunny day when we can stay a bit longer and maybe sit at the little café along the path or buy an ice cream or two. Those who know me will smile at this…I can’t believe my husband got away with not buying me an ice cream…the only low point of the day, sigh…LOL!