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Murlough the Mourne Mountain Path


Mill Isle, Ireland

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*Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

Murlough National Nature Reserve is a fragile 6000 year old sand dune system owned by the National Trust and managed as Ireland’s first Nature Reserve since 1967. It is an excellent area for walking and bird watching due to its spectacular location at the edge of Dundrum Bay and the Mourne Mountains.

• The best and most extensive example of dune heath within Ireland
• Network of paths and boardwalks through the dunes
• Woodland and heath with an array of butterflies and wild flowers
• One of 22 butterfly species, the Marsh Fritillary, is of European importance
• Internationally important for wintering wildfowl and waders
• A haul-out site for Common and Grey seals
• Evidence of human habitation from Neolithic times, through the Bronze Age to the present day
• Access to one of the finest beaches in Co. Down
• Stunning panorama of the Mountains of Mourne sweeping down to the sea
• Self-guided nature walk, additional guided walks and volunteer events throughout the year

It is the place of the famous Percy French song ~

Oh Mary this London’s a wonderful sight
with the people here working by day and by night
They don’t sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
But there’s gangs of them digging for gold in the street
At least when I asked them that’s what I was told
So Ijust took a hand at this digging for gold
But for all that I found there I might as well be
Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea
I believe that when writing a wish you expressed
As to how the fine ladies of London were dressed
Well if you believe me, when asked to a ball
They don’t wear a top on their dresses at all
Oh, I’ve seen them myself, and you couldn’t in truth
Say if they were bound for a ball or a bath.
Don’t be starting them fashions now Mary Macree
Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea
I’ve seen England’s king from the top of a bus
I never knew him, though he means to know us;
And though by the saxon we once were oppressed
Still I cheered-God forgive me- I cheered with the rest
And now that he’s visited Erin’s green shore
We’ll be much better friends than we’ve heretofore
When we’ve got all we Want we’re as quiet as can be
Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea
You remember young Peter O’Loughlin of course
Well now he is here at the head of the force
I met him today, I was crossing the strand
And he stopped the whole street with one wave of his hand
And there we stood talking of days that are gone
While the whole population of London looked on,
But for all these great powers he’s wishful like me
To be back where dark Moume sweeps down to the sea.
There’s beautiful girls here – Oh, never you mind
With beautiful shapes Nature never designed

And lovely complexions, all roses and cream
But O’Loughlin remarked with regard to the same,
That if at those roses you venture to sip
The colours might all come away on your lip
So I’ll wait for the wild rose that’s waiting for me
Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

Lyrics – Percy French*

Location: Murlough
Mourne Mountains
County Down
Northern Ireland

Nikon D300
Nikkor 20mm lens

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