Saturday, 27 October 2012
Am I allowed to have my favourite field?
I don’t want it to appear that I am mimicking a character in a John B Keane play. But I have a few favourite fields. And one of them is in the Kilcrea area of Donabate, on Hearse Road, opposite the main entrance to Newbridge House.
This is a large, open, broad field, and in the bright autumn sunshine this afternoon it was being worked with intensity as the harvest season comes to a close.
The warning signs for oncoming traffic said there was mud on the road. But as I stepped into the field I realised that there was mud in the field too from the long wet summer. There were deep furrows filled with water, but there was plenty of machinery taking advantage of the bright and sunny day.
We stopped again in Donabate, for there was enough sunshine to appreciate the design and planning of the sundial over the south porch at Saint Patrick’s Church.
After visiting my Lynders cousins at the Quay House in Portrane, we parked at Tower Bay, beside the Martello Towers (No 7 Tower) and set out to walk along the cliff path to Donabate.
To our right, there was another broad, open, yellow field that stretched out between us and both Saint Ita’s Hospital and the Round Tower built in 1844 as a memorial to George Evans of Portrane House. Out to the east, the clear sunshine gave us uninterrupted views of Lambay Island and Howth Head.
The cliff walk is narrow and twisting, and at times there are sheer drops down to the rocks and the narrow sandy coves below.
People in Portrane and Donabate have given the cliffs and coves and caves below names such as the Camel’s Hump, the Piper’s Hole, the Priest’s Chamber, the Chink Well, the Bleeding Pig and the Mermaid’s Churn. But I have yet to learn which is which – I would hate to think I was in the Priest’s Chamber, when, in fact I was enjoying a view of the Mermaid’s Churn.
Along the cliff walk, we met many families out enjoying the weekend holiday sunshine. As we neared the end, the slow-setting sun was bright in the sky and casting a silver sparkle across the sands and the sea.
We stopped at the Waterside House Hotel, and were told we could wait on the terrace to have our food orders.
And we waited.
But we enjoyed the seaview.
A slight chill was coming into the autumn evening. And we headed back along the cliffs to Tower Bay in Portrane.
The full blue colours had faded from the sky. Off the coast, Lambay Island was still clear to see, but the sea water was now a grey-green colour.
As we headed home there was still a hint of autumn colours in the sky. And they were still working in the big field across the road from Newbridge House.