Wexford & Rosslare

I started the day walking around Wexford. Where I saw:
12th Century walls.

15th Century church ruin, with info placard.


A gory story from the 1798 rebellion against English rule.

A memorial to a leader in the 1916 Revolution.

Two artists on the right painting the building on the left.

An artist on the left painting the quay.

What I would paint.

Two trawlers. I came upon David on the quay painting a group of buildings in the village. It was his first of three canvasses today and he wasn’t happy with it.

I remember going to photo exhibits in my 20s and 30s and finding that photographers changed how I looked at the world. Their composition and focus forced me to, at least temporarily, observe the world more keenly. Being in a town scattered with 200 artists has the same effect. You don’t look at the world passively--everything becomes a potential work of art.

After rambling around the town, I hit the road for Rosslare, where I played the 12-hole Burrows Links course. It was my first links course and I loved it. Here’s a view of the Irish Sea from one of the holes.

On this hole, I had to hit over two large dunes to get to the green. I couldn’t manage that so I sent my ball down the cart path visible on the left.

10th hole tee box.

After I finished, I went swimming on the beach on the far side of the course. The course I played slotted into a proper 18-hole course. My round cost 20 euro instead of 80 euro at the big course, which probably would have been too challenging for me anyway.

The water was brisk as I walked in, however I was fine once I started swimming. I didn’t stay long however, as I felt dark clouds in the distance could spell trouble.
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