The Warren Way – walking trail

The Warren Way walk is a lovely short walking trail for little feet or a much needed quick walk to clear the head and run off the kids energy.

The walk is situated between Ballina and Enniscrone on the Quay road, we drove along the road and then typed in Warren Way and google maps brought us straight to it. There is a small car park off the road and it is sign posted.

The kids loved the walk as its all safely fenced off and the path is nice and wide.  For toddlers I would advice staying near by as there is some gaps at the bottom of the fences where wildlife have borrowed under.  There is lovely boards along the way to keep the children entertained, Little Red Head and Mini Miss brought along their binoculars and spent ages spotting birds and wildlife.  The boards along the way give them the names of the animals and birds.  When you come to the end of the path you come to a gate that brings you out onto the river bank (River Moy) if the tide is out you can walk out along the bank for a long while.  Do this with caution as it is slippy and keep an eye on the tide as you could very easily get caught, if you aren’t familiar with the area I wouldn’t walk far.

Children’s bikes and scooters would work on this trail and buggy’s would be fine also, the path is nice and wide and graveled the entire way to the gate at the end.

We really enjoyed this walk and it is now a firm favorite of Little Red Head and Mini Miss.

The Break down

  • Distance; 1.4 km
  • Path the entire walk – gravel
  • Type; woodland and river bank
  • Walking boots/shoes advised, but runners would be good also

A letter . . .

To my fellow Irish Girl Guides, (IGG)

giving girls confidence“,  no truer words could be said for me, this time last year I headed up to a Ladybird meeting to become a leader.  I was so apprehensive, scared, nervous to name a few emotions, but an old friend and fellow girl guide and ranger had convinced me to come back into IGG, the amazing Ms Siobhan.    A year on and I am so happy to be back in the swing of IGG taking up my post as “rainbow” and at the at the moment camp helper.

I have had post natal depression since the birth of my little girl over two years now and this time last year leaving the house was a mammoth task for me, I would find any excuse not to go places be it with my family or friends.  When I did go up town I’d hide behind the buggy do what I had to do and I’d never go up alone, I would always make sure I had someone with me.  Once my husband was at home I would go upstairs alot and just lie in the bed. If I wasn’t doing that I would probably be arguing with myself or my husband over nothing, as most days I would cry for no reasons while still trying to be a mammy to two little ones and do all the Mammy things I should be doing.  Most days I’d hold it together till my husband would come home then I would just crash, I would hit my wall, some times literally!  I am still being treated for Post Natal Depression and my story has so much more to it than this I am just giving you a snippet here.  In time I’ll write my full story but for now I still find it difficult.

But thanks to IGG and true friends like Siobhan, Stephanie (for giving me the nudge to go for it)  and all my IGG ladies a year on I now go to a Ladybird meeting every week which I plan and carry out together with my fellow leaders.  My ladybirds make me smile every week they are so polite and funny, when we make buns or cookies one Ladybird says to me “I’ll give you the tea but not the bun”, love it.  At the beginning of the year I took part in the Free Being Me training and then for six weeks I went to the local Guiding Branch to bring the girls through the course.  I was made feel so welcome by the girls and leaders, some of whom where my leaders back in the days!  I now no longer fear leaving the house I even walked the St Patrick’s Parade, secretly I was bricking it but with the IGG gang all around I was fine.

Many people think IGG is all about badges and flags and learning off stuff it’s not!  I’ve gone through the ranks from Brownies all the way to Rangers, (now Senior Branch) and now I’m a leader and who knows what in the future.  The Irish Girl Guides both as a young girl and a women has made me and helped me to be the person I am today.

Freedom – in the big city

Freeeeeeeedom

I’ve been through a lot over the past few years and nothing stands out more for me than my ongoing battle with Postnatal Depression.  It’s taken me four years but I finally got up to Dublin by myself to get my nails done, wonder round the shops; buggy free/child free, gossip with my friend, drink coffee, eat take away enjoy a glass or two of wine and just switch of from been Mammy for 24 hours.
   I got the 7.05 train to make the most of the day, and I slept most of the way up until the empty seats where taken by a family with one child, and no joking I had already switched to non mammy mode and was like seriously why does the child have to sit near me.  But in fairness he was a sweet heart as for his Daddy, I wanted to go all 50 Shades of Gray on him and not in a good way! He kept trying to teach the little fella his A, B, C’s painful the child had no interest but “daddy” was determined.
  Once I arrived in the city my wonderful friend Lesley picked me up, brought me back to hers for brunch then we headed for the city center and we went on the bus, oh my it had been a long time and i didn’t have my bus legs on, just as well I hadn’t had wine wit brunch.  We walked the shops, got our nails painted, seen lots of changing rooms, drank coffee had not so yummie cupcakes and just wondered blissfully through the madness that is Henry street.  I got concerned at one point that I had lost all control of my life as the shops weren’t closing, who new they stay open till 8 o’clock !  No recession in Dublin.
  It was then time to head back to my friends house for much needed dominos pizza, wine and cocktail.  And guesss what we did Sunday headed to Dundrum LoveIT!!

The lessons I learned from my trip are that it’s so important to do things for yourself, after having my second baba I lost total sight of myself and i’d be guilt ridden just leaving the house to go get milk.  When the PND really took hold I wasn’t able to leave my home not even for milk.  It took me a long time to get to Dublin but i got their and i’ll be back soon.  I have few friends and seemed to have lost or some have drifted over the past few years but my mate Lesley is a star, good friends are few but mean alot, she made my trip so relaxing, good friends are precious.  Dublin shops stay open very late and I need to practice walking on moving buses.  I came home tired but it was a different tired it was a refreshed and a walking around the shops kinda tired i liked that tired it’s good to do new old things.