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October 2002 - On the last day of my first trip to Ireland, and after nearly two weeks of sunshine and playful surf conditions, the real deal arrived in the form of a macking NW swell and typically gloomy skies. This reef at the south end of Bundoran was firing on all cylinders There were more people watching than taking off on waves, and those that were having a go weren't fairing terribly well on these triple up widow-maker peaks. Image: Fitzpatrick
St. Patrick’s Day means different things to different people: it might be a celebration of St. Patrick’s life. It might be a celebration of Christianity’s arrival in Ireland. It might be a day to wear something green. It might be a day to drink green beer until the streets run green with an Irish milkshake. Maybe you look for a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Hell, maybe you just eat Lucky Charms in your underpants while watching reruns of Rudy. But for surfers, Ireland holds a good sized chunk of adventure… after all, who knows what lies at the end of the rainbow?