We arrived in Dublin at 5:55 AM on October 2nd…to this amazing view. After catching a couple of trains starting at 9 PM on the 1st, we were the last passengers to arrive for our ferry to Ireland. We slept like babes on the boat and then spent our few hours in Dublin wandering the canal to take pictures like these:
…taking a nap at the National University of Ireland, grabbing lunch at a genius salad/sandwich/wrap restaurant (MYO, or “Make You Own”), drinking a pint of Erdinger at Dublin's Oktoberfest, and then catching a bus on to our next destination mid afternoon.
That next destination and our current one is Feakle, Ireland – a hidden gem of beautiful rolling hills, musical and artsy inhabitants, and the answers to your eco-living questions. We are staying with Saul, Damhnait, Ishka, Grainne, Flapjack the cat, and a couple of ducks – Sasha, Alesha, and the drake. We have our own space in a small, one room eco hut that was hand built by Saul and other helpers. It has a nice little heater, futon, books, and a beautiful view of the countryside.
Talk about sustainability in action, the fam has got it down! From the composting toilet to the polytunnel and extensive garden to the absence of refrigerator and dryer to the newspaper-insulated floor, this little haven far from the reaches of big city offers a plethora of lessons on what you can feasibly do to reduce your negative impact on the environment. While here we've taken on a few different projects. The first is seed collecting – both alder and hazelnut. Saul collects native seeds that he is then able to sell to a nursery. There is a quota for each type of seed that he strives for and we've worked to help reach that – roughly 200 kilos for alder and 300 for hazelnut. On the days we haven't been searching for prolific trees, we've helped build a cob wall. It's pretty fun. First you have to make the cob. you would put 2 buckets of clay on a tarp, and then 3 buckets of sand. Jump around and do a little football dance. Flip it over and repeat the dance. Add a but of straw, dance some more. Then you have squished/ mixed what happens to be the makings of a wall.
We also went to a harvest festival for the seed collectors. We met a lot of woofers and think we have converted some to be boxers. We met one who was mentioning her dream of starting an inner city farm in the free land of Detroit. Learned a bit about biodynamic farming, which apparently uses astrology somehow.