Courtney in Ireland
Everyone asks, why did you go to Ireland? A simple why not could be my answer but there was so much more.
I’ve been surfing for 18 years; surfing for me began as a place for discovery and adventure. Sports and athletics has always been a time to challenge and develop myself, soul search, compete, travel, and to enjoy family and friends.
Before embarking on a surf trip I wanted the destination to be one that was unique for me. I wanted a location that wasn’t on the competition schedule, a place that was rugged, raw, and powerful. I wanted to test myself with the elements and venture out onto a new coastline. After my time out of the water, because of my injury, I had a lot of time to reflect, dream, and think. Sometimes when you are so focused on your dreams or what you are trying to accomplish as an athlete you can get stuck in routines and your “someday” or bucket list items get put on the back burner. They can be filtered out of your process. As I did my physical therapy I brought back my bucket list and my “somedays” to make one of them a reality.
I’ve always wanted to explore Ireland and the wild Atlantic Ocean could give me what I was searching for. It’s raw beauty and power is what attracted me and it was calling me.
The wonderful surf warms the soul which is followed by plans to sit around a fire eating a bowl of chowder
Lovely Lahinch with green as far as the eye can see.
The magnificent Cliffs of Moher are raw with beauty and strength.
Lost in the moment and enjoying the warm imagines of the sun rays.
Sunset cruising through castle ruins. I continually felt the history around me.
Playing in palace ruins.
Breathtaking views rich in historical images.
Pre surf prep – You never know what to expect when you explore. Always carrying a full quiver for anything the ocean delivers. Bring it on!
Toes cold, howling winds, hair wild. YOLO!
Lahinch is a small town on Liscannor Bay, on the northwest coast of County Clare, Ireland. The first surf shop in Ireland is in Lahinch which opened in 1989.
Post Aileens surf climbing up the steep Cliffs of Moher. The surf break is at the foot of the 700ft Cliffs of Moher. A test of endurance!
My first surf in a 5/4, booties, and hood. A bit stiff at first but I got used to it. My wetsuit helped in making the cold bearable.
Post surf peering out at Aileens. So amazing surfing out there with some talented big wave surfers and learning their footsteps. I can’t even imagine being the first person to trial surf this wild wave of perfection.
One of the best things about surfing in Ireland. The views just never get old.