Over the Sea to Skerries By Wendy Breckon

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Over the Irish Sea, but not too far away is the delightful coastal town of Skerries (Na Sceiri), 30 km north of Dublin Port. Today on my journey over, fellow travellers cling tightly to each other on the boat, as the choppy waves make it difficult to stand up or move. People naturally, are determined to avoid the perils of the upside down position… myself included.  A brave few with money to burn, are trying to meander a safe passage to the bright, enticing lights of the duty free shop.

Over the Sea to Skerries By Wendy Breckon2On disembarking … the car chugs along gently, through the Dublin Tunnel, on its now familiar journey to one of my favourite places. The long street with vibrant shops either side, including a charming little bookshop, is bustling with friendly people of all ages, scurrying here and there, clutching flowers or fresh bread.

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Skerries is a captivating spot to rest a while and enjoy. Like a good book though, you will never want to reach the last page.

A visit to Olive the bakery and deli is irresistible. This popular hotspot in the middle of the town is buzzing with animated people, couples and young families laughing and sharing stories… blending together perfectly. Outside in the covered section, at the front, I enjoy their excellent coffee and homemade scones. Sssh… please don’t tell anyone I’ve just had my third cup.

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Afterwards, we stroll along The Strand to the brightly coloured, bobbing boats in the harbour. The January waves scatter and shake their spray on our path to the beach. Aah… the sea, skip down by the edge to the curling waves, place your feet on the sand, and take a deep breath or two. Enjoy the calm… practise mindfulness… it’s free.

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Just beyond the little town, lies the picturesque Skerries Mill with the duck pond, wet lands, and the old mill, its sails rising above the earth. Inside the door to the exhibition centre and cafe is a large, heavy old bell, which mischievous children love to ring.

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Upstairs, if you haven’t eaten too many scones at Olive, a light lunch can be savoured over your latest novel. Mine is The South by Colm Toibin, the well known Irish novelist. Afterwards, sneak out to the award winning gift shop for a piece of Celtic treasure or a book of my favourite Irish poetry, W B Yates the perfect choice.

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Outside, the site commands a wonderful view of the coast and the offshore Islands of St. Patricks; Shenick and Colt.  In the early sixteenth century, where the seagulls and ducks roam now, the land once belonged to an Augustinian Monastic Foundation.

Today might be cold and wintry, but the simple beauty of Skerries is, that whatever the weather, it’s a magical… take in slowly… kind of place. Maybe when you are over in Ireland next you might want to visit and explore.

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