Going Solo


After completing a Circumnavigation of Anglesey in June with Jonny (Click here ) in 13hr 14mins, I had resigned myself to the fact that my paddling adventures may have been over for the summer…. Until, I saw a perfect window in the forecast… which lined up with my next day off. A thought that had been at the back of my mind came popping to the forefront.

Could I do it solo?

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Green Mountain


Steve, Pete, Keith and Me setting off on Day 29

It’s now been a few months since my last post…So much has happened since I’ve been back and we have had such a fantastic response from everyone. If I’m honest the magnitude of what myself and Steve have achieved hasn’t fully sunk in yet. I’m hoping that this post will help….

Mountains are the means, the man is the end.

The goal is not to reach the top of mountains, but to improve the man.

Walter Bonatti – Italian Climber

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Full Circle


It’s safe to say that a lot has happened since my last post from Clare Island. The weather was beginning to turn, and the nights where drawing in, so we just got our heads down and paddled.

I can proudly say that today at 1300 on the 25th of September, Myself and Steve landed in Bullock Harbour, South of Dublin. Completing our circumnavigation of Ireland.

Approaching Bullock

Approaching Bullock

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Sailors say ‘Blind breakers’….

An enormous wave, significantly larger than those in sets passing a given point. The surface above a reef or shallows offshore, jutting suddenly upwards and unseen from well below, may appear quite calm most of the time, with no visible warning of the reef underneath, normal waves and even bigger sets passing unaffected. When very occasionally an exceptional wave or wave set appears, it feels bottom, raises way up in seconds and breaks. With no warning to the unwary, there can be disastrous consequences. Such a wave is a boomer.

Oileáin – David Walsh

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Dingle and Beyond


Its been windy…

I am currently perched in a comfortable, but dark bar in Kilkee Co. Clare, just north of Loop Head. The trip so far has lived up to every expectation and then some. Since my last post we really got stuck in and have managed to work our way around to the west coast.Ticking off a number of our crux points, and making the most of the reasonable weather we had.

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On The Move

Its now day seven, and after a few days off the water we are getting going again. The plan is to head over from Carne Beach to Hook Head. Its been a good few days at Carne Beach Holiday Park, thanks again to Ronnie and June for the warm welcome. Weather for this coming week is looking good, so the potential for making up ground is there.

Steve and a moody sky

Big Steve and a big sky

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We are off! 

After meeting up with my parents in Dublin on the 23rd, we headed over to Bullock Harbour. The tide was running south, so instead of waiting until the 24th we decided to depart that evening. After a long time packing of boats (in torrential rain) we where ready to go. Once we had shoveled down some of my birthday cake we set off. Thank you to everyone that has helped myself and Steve reach this point, and to my parents for dinner in The Magpie and my lovely Birthday Cake.

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Hello world!


Myself and Roo looking out over South Stack and the Irish Sea (Phillip Taylor)

The Fisherman on the moon let his line down till it touched the Sea, and he pulled the whole deep Sea along, past the Island of Bintang, past Singapore, past Malacca, past Selangor, till the canoe whirled into the mouth of the Perak River again. Kun?’ said the Fisherman of the Moon.

‘Payah kun,’ said the Eldest Magician. ‘See now that you pull the Sea twice a day and twice a night for ever, so that the Malazy fishermen may be saved paddling. But be careful not to do it too hard, or I shall make a magic on you as I did to Pau Amma.’

Then they all went up the Perak River and went to bed, Best Beloved.

Now listen and attend!

From that day to this the Moon has always pulled the sea up and down and made what we call the tides. Sometimes the Fisher of the Sea pulls a little too hard, and then we get spring tides; and sometimes he pulls a little too softly, and then we get what are called neap-tides; but nearly always he is careful, because of the Eldest Magician. The Crab that Played with the Sea…By Rudyard Kipling

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