Tramore Beach, Co Waterford ~ Sea, Sand and Sanctuary

Tramore Beach here in Co. Waterford in the south-east of Ireland is my natural habitat and I know it has a special place in the hearts of  people from Tramore as well as the many, many visitors who come here year after year. I hope that the slideshow at the end of this post touches the hearts of those who know the beach as well, if not better than I do, and that it allows people from all across the globe to come walk with me in this glorious, inspirational place which appeals to every sense. The beach is over three miles long and one of the greatest pleasures I know is to head off early in the morning and soak up its natural beauty.   There are some delicious choices when walking Tramore Beach: walk up and down the beach itself, even paddling some of the way; take a circular route and absorb the absolute peace of the Back Strand; or have a bit of everything ~ go along the Back Strand for a while, then take a peep at the expanse of the Bay when one reaches ‘the black rocks.’  So many choices, so many landmarks, both personal and collective. Undoubtedly, the main landmarks associated with Tramore Bay are the Metal Man and Brownstown Head. However, can one even think of  Tramore Beach without  reference to the Prom, the Life Guards Hut, the ‘Baldy Man’ – a towering sandhill, the channel at the end of the beach which looks across at Saleens? All the while, one cannot but be aware of  Tramore town which is built above the beach and the further down one goes the more the shape of the town comes into focus. The lovely green space of the Doneraile Walk almost hanging over the cliff with the Coastguard Station at the far end; the two church steeples; the Grand Hotel, the Race Course, the Pier, Newtown Cove …. Tramore Beach has long associations with swimming and surfing, bird life, flowers, and for being a chidren’s paradise – buckets and spades, sandcastles; teams train here; lover’s love, people fish….. The sound of the sea is special too. How magical to fall asleep to the whisper of the sea being carried on the wind, especially on moonlit nights, looking forward to an early morning walk that will show the beach in all her magnificent nakedness. Tramore Beach is ever-changing, with time and tide, but it has a continuity that defines it.

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I am a sociologist and writer from Ireland. I have worked as a social researcher for 30 years and have had a lifelong passion for writing. My main research interests relate to health care and sense of place.

14 thoughts on “Tramore Beach, Co Waterford ~ Sea, Sand and Sanctuary”

  1. Hi Jean, yes a very special place. On Sunday afternoon I went for a walk on the Doneraile with my daughter and grandaughter. Three generations of women in the sunshine in a very beautiful place! Memories in the making.

  2. Great photos and very fond memories.
    I have put it up on Irish Business Solutions facebook page.
    Well done and keep the good work up.

  3. Hi Jean
    Thanks you for a little break in the monotony of daily routine.I really enjoyed the slide show more my second time viewing it.

    1. Sinead, thanks for writing and I’m glad to hear that the slideshow took you away from thethe mundane. Where better than Tramore Beach to find wonders to distract the mind and fire the imagination?

  4. Morning Jean,
    Your blog is upsetting………but in a good way, it makes the distance from home and the longing to be there much harder to take but the daydream is delicious…..I’ve just returned back to Nairobi from a week at home in Tramore and every time it gets more and more difficult. We don’t realise how lucky and blessed we are, living in a beautiful place, obliviously intertwined in a densely spun cobweb of social juices that is the fabric Irish communities. I sat outside T-Bay on Sunday morning last (what a beautiful morning it was) having a last coffee before departing for the airport. I was mesmerised by the hum and drone of people and activity, there were 100 kids in the water for the weekly surf league, the laughing, the screaming, the shouting blending seamlessly with the gulls and the waves. The parents, the people, the pets, mingling, chatting, laughing bubbling in the cauldron of social interaction – it was beautiful. And I asked myself why did I ever leave this behind? The answer is – you have to… be able to appreciate the beautiful things in life, you must leave them behind for a while, then the things that are most important to you become crystal clear in bold fluorescent highlights, right there in front of you. I can’t wait to come home…..

    1. Hi Tom, what a poetic response! It says so much about Tramore. I suppose in many ways life,and not just the blog, is both upsetting and delicious.
      I was just down the beach and was thinking about what you had written. It was looking stunning as if smiling back in appreciation of what you had said about it. Look forward to meeting for a cuppa at the T-Bay when you get home!

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