You wait ages for one Lighthouse review, then two turn up at once.
First the ‘Lighthouse Cinema’, and then the one I am about to share with you, dear readers: Poolbeg Lighthouse.
This red beacon, built in 1768, sits at the end of a long promenade aka the South Bull Wall, one of the longest sea-walls in Europe.
I first happened upon the walkway and Lighthouse, back in the late nineties.
I had just moved to ‘The Big Smoke’ and was still missing the fresh air, the nature and the familiarity of the country towns and villages of my youth. I was renting a poky top floor room in a family home in Ringsend, looking out onto the East Link Bridge. A few college buddies came visiting one weekend and had no place to stay, so I foolishly gave them my bed and floor to kip on for the night. With no place to sleep, I decided instead to go for a stroll. 4km later, I found myself staring up at Poolbeg Lighthouse. Not a sinner to be seen. Just myself and my thoughts, the birds and the sand. I waved at the passing ferries with demented enthusiasm. I sleepily watched the tendrils of ochre sunlight emerging from behind the Sugar Loaves. Mermaids seductively beckoning me to follow them across the waves to my doom. Or maybe I dreamt that part.
Fast forward to 2015 and not much has changed. It’s a more popular haunt now than twenty years hence, but no less life-affirming. The perfect place to stretch your legs and admire the majesty of Dublin Bay.
Poolbeg Lighthouse | Relaxing | Free
South Wall, Co.
24 hours daily