Autumn/Winter 2020 – Freckle Magazine (Issue nine)

“We do it to get close enough to the marrow of life, so that everything else disappears”.

Delighted to feature in the latest issue of Freckle magazine! Freckle is an independently published magazine dedicated to celebrating the people and landscapes of Northern Ireland and beyond.

We had such fun sharing our story of our times spent on the river Lagan and further afield. This issue is well worth a read to hear how our boatbuilding community evolved and to get lost in tales of our epic expeditions.

“We hear stories of Revival, of customs, knowledge and skills being brought back to life”

Photo credit Bradley Henderson

Issue nine is available to purchase now online and at local NI stockists and includes twenty-four articles, poems and short stories celebrating the people, landscapes and livelihoods of Northern Ireland and beyond, brought to you by more than forty contributors. 144 pages, the issue explores the themes of Bearing Witness, Deep Ecology, Resilience and Revival (where we feature!)

St. Patrick’s Day 2019, Belfast.

St. Patrick’s Day 2019 in Belfast.

Our city has more than it’s fair share of troubles but on days like this, we can remember all we love about Belfast and how she keeps us here. We rowed up the Lagan at 9am on St. Patrick’s day morning in pouring, freezing rain. Peter Giovanolli pulled the boat up out of the river and we all met up again at city hall, where the boat got her beautiful beat carnival flags and we got our faces painted in Rainbows. The sun shone, the crowd of faces of every colour, every one smiling, every one full of happiness and fellowship –  it was so beautiful. We listened to the Beat Drummers and the Belfast guitar orchestra playing Toto Africa, watched dancers, snakes, spectacular flower props, and atmosphere of love in the city was just amazing to bask in.

We wound our way through Belfast, ending up at Writer’s square, with one fewer mast.. but no matter. We mustered the crew again and relaunched back into the Lagan in wild winds. we had to clear away a mountain of debris to get back into the river, and had the most beautiful row back down to our berth at Lagan Lookout Marina.

Then off to the John Hewitt to drown the shamrocks. What a day to be alive!