…and all I ask is a tall ship, and a star to steer her by.
When you witness twenty of the worlds largest and most elaborate tall ships enter your port, you could be forgiven for any brief moments lost in imaginative daydream. When your home port happens to be the home of Titanic, you can perhaps fantasize a mite longer!
With the modern glass skyscraper, the twelve storey cruise ship and the ultra-modern Titanic building dominating the Belfast harbour skyline, the contrasting image conjured up by the tall ships was a sight to behold.
Increasingly common in the busy port into the 17th and 18th Century, the sight of the tall ships is now a rarity. It must have been a fantastic sight for those lucky tourists on the cruise ship on this day, as they entered the harbour in gloriously warm sunshine, only to see these magnificent sea horses docked all around them.
We joined almost one million people over the past week, enjoying the festival of world food, drink, music and of course…those tall ships. The organisers can take a well deserved bow for succeeding in bringing all manner of folk together over the piece.
Walking around you could have been forgiven for mistaking the place for a major European holiday port, such was the variety of people.
Yes the vagrant gypsy life may well have gone. But the seagulls still cry and the white clouds will always fly bye.
I think a few more photos would be appropriate to mark the occasion…if there is any interest out there???
steVe
(Sea Fever is a poem by John Masefield).
Hi Steve, I enjoyed reading the post. Although I have never been to Ireland, my Great Great Grandparents were from the Cobh, Cork area. My ancestors were Sea Captains and my Great Grandfather was a First Mate on a couple of immigrant steam ships of the Anchor Line back around 1890. Have a wonderful weekend and thanks for visiting my nature blog!
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Hey that’s interesting, so many people from Cork ended up on the other side of the pond. Great wildlife shots btw. steVe
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“… and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by…” nice post!
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Definitely more photos! I love the perspective of the mast and sails – one of my great uncles a master mariner who sailed between Scotland, Australia and America – there’s something romantic about those ships, yet life would have been very hard in sailing ship days!
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The tall ships are so elegant, aren’t they? One of me nieces sometimes crews the tall ships as a boatswain and she’s had some great adventures doing so.
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Yeah, it’s one of those things I would’ve loved to have done when I was in my teens. She’s very lucky. Tell her to keep enjoying the adventures and thanks for commenting. SteVe
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Majesty encapsulated in timber, ropes and billowing sails. Thank you for sharing.
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I think you would have enjoyed this type of day back in Ireland. Thanks for keeping an eye on the blog! steVe
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Always more photos!
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Thanks for liking the post! steVe
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Yes! Yes! All the photos you can muster, mister! One of my most fervent imaginings. Grew up in the shadow of the great whaling port of new Bedford, ma. Moby dick and all that. Great stuff! Thanks Steve.
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Yep
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Great pics and post – much better than mine!
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I really enjoyed your last few posts too Aine thanks. I like your honest approach to it all!
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