The Boats
Mayfly and Eco Showboat
The Eco Showboat Journey to the East is a five month arts expedition along the Shannon, Grand Canal and Barrow, aboard the Mayfly, flagship of the Eco Showboat project. setting off from the town of Askeaton on the River Deel, just off the Shannon estuary in the last week of April, and arriving in Dublin in early September before a final event in Howth on the Irish Sea
SATURDAY 22nd APRIL 2023
Our solar boat Mayfly, newly painted by Denis, was launched on the Deel river on April 22nd for the 2023 Eco Showboat Journey to the East, with not quite the same pomp and ceremony as is taking place in Westminster this weekend, but with a fair amount of hullabaloo nonetheless. Locals gathered to hear invited artist Michele Horrigan discuss her research into the Aughinish Alumina plant, which led to highly emotional scenes. People, tired and frustrated by over thirty years of illness, deterioration of water quality, biodiversity loss and harm to livestock - which they unsurprisingly link to the presence of the plant - gave vent to strong expressions of anger and sadness, with some ending up in tears. Meanwhile local environmentalists Liz Gabbett and Michael O’Connor welcomed families to two workshops, one looking at the impressive volumes of water we consume on a daily basis, and a second introducing people to some of the little invertebrates who live in our rivers, essential links in the biodiversity chain and highly sensitive to chemical residues that are almost certainly seeping into the water table, and from there into the Shannon estuary, from the nearby aluminium refinery.
Leaving Askeaton a day or two later in sub-zero temperatures at sunrise, with a resolve to continue to work with Michele and the Askeaton community to raise awareness of their demands for an independent investigation into the environmental and health impacts of the Alumina plant, the Eco Showboat sailed up the Shannon Estuary on the rising tide to Limerick to take part in the annual Riverfest festivities.
SATURDAY 29th APRIL 2023
At the Hunt Museum urban farmer Kevin Wallace joined the Eco Showboat team to tell us about Korean natural farming methods he uses to enrich his soil and protect against pests naturally without the use of chemical pesticides and fertilizers. Kevin passed around murky jars of delightfully stinky potions containing naturally occurring bacterias and mycocosms, collected in spots where the earth has remained undisturbed for many years - near the roots of large trees or in dark corners of ancient graveyards - even inviting Denis to taste the brew, apparently perfectly comestible (he politely declined).
Artists Chelsea Canavan and Deirdre Power had fun with people of all ages during a Food Print workshop, a creative event designed to highlight the carbon footprint of our food while producing really beautiful printed artwork, and our in-house fresh water biologist Rachel O'Malley with the help of Ruairí Ó Conchúir, Limerick Community Water Officer, introduced people once again to the dear little invertebrates that have now become so familiar to us: the Cased Caddisfly in his jacket built of debris; the Boatman spinning as he rows crazily beneath the water's surface; and the tiny translucent Side Swimmer (or Scud), valiantly doing the side stroke as she tries to find an escape route from Rachel's white tray. Meet the Invertebrates is a fantastic hit with young people so we are really delighted to have Rachel with us again this year thanks to an award from the Local Authorities Water programme to complete the Arts Council Open Call award that supports the Eco Showboat. Also important to note that after the workshop Rachel returns the invertebrates alive and unharmed to the same river from which they came.
SATURDAY 6 MAY 2023
Denis will have to go it alone through the terrifying hundred foot Ardnacrusha Lock on Monday at 8am. Even if he can count on the piloting of the wonderful Pat Lysaght to navigate the treacherous Abbey River, I won't rest easily until I know he is safely through the Lock, but hopefully next time I'll be sharing an account of our upcoming events in Dromineer on May 10th where Aideen Barry will tell about the environmental challenges of living close to a thousand year old mining site on land now considered toxic and where cultivation is forbidden.
SUNDAY 7 MAY 2023
Ardnacrusha hydroelectric power plant one of the deepest locks in Europe, more than 100 feet in total depth. Constructed from 1925 to 1929 as part of the new Irish Free State's ambitions to propel our fledgling state into the modern world, it can be approached from Limerick by travelling up the perilous Abbey River and along a short canal off the tailrace. This is a risky business and many boats get into trouble. Depending on how many turbines are in use, the current in the Abbey River can be thunderous, and the flow is further compressed by the narrow passage under Mathew Bridge. Pat Lysaght, Limerick's "Man of the River" knows the river like the back of his hand and has been benevolently guiding boaters through the treacherous waters for several decades.
So on the evening of Sunday May 7th, Denis and Pat set off from Limerick and braved the Abbey river, travelling upstream on the rising tide of the Shannon estuary which temporarily floods the lower Abbey and neutralises the downstream flow. On that rainy Sunday evening Denis' only option was to stay overnight on the Mayfly at the isolated mooring jetty at the top of the tailrace below the lock, to be ready to pass through the lock early next morning before the turbines are activated. On Monday morning he was woken by a deafening dawn chorus. In this wooded manmade ravine below the lock there is no access other than by boat, the sound of distant traffic is imperceptible, and the bird population can celebrate undisturbed.
At 8 am the lock gates creaked open, revealing the first chamber - shear walls, 40 foot high, dripping with water and streaked orange and green with algae. The lock passage, which takes over an hour, went smoothly, thank goodness, and having safely passed through, with heavy rain and winds threatening, the Mayfly continued up the headrace and , after passing through Parteen Weir, made a bee line for Dromineer Harbour, passing safely by the treacherous headland with its "boxing waves" at Castlelough that had so alarmed me last summer. Coming into Lough Derg from Killaloe, currents from the Shannon and the Scarriff rivers can combine with winds blowing down from the Silvermine Mountains to create pyramidal shaped waves that literally "box" your boat, so it rocks and shakes in unpredictable ways.
WEDNESDAY 10 MAY 2023
Arriving in Dromineer Harbour in early May, the weather was of course truly awful. This, combined with a funeral in the local community, stopped our midweek event from going ahead, despite the shelter offered by Joe and Rita at the Whiskey Still. Denis had been looking forward to hearing local poet Eleanor Hooker read some of her work inspired by Lough Derg. Instead he busied himself tinkering on the boat, and talking with people who wandered down to the harbour.
He met Charles Stanley Smith, a local gentleman on his morning walk by the lakeside with his two identical dogs. Charles spoke knowledgeably about the environmental challenges facing Lough Derg, how it had been transformed by intensive farming and by other human activity. He was alarmed by the arrival of a wave of invasive non-native species which were taking over the lake, pushing out native species and disturbing the delicate balance of the lake's eco-system.
The next day, as if queued by Denis' encounter with Charles, a bearded young man in a cream coloured fishing hat arrived in the harbour and, stopping beside the Mayfly, started busily scraping mussels from the pontoon into a net and examining them. Wondering whether he was planning to eat the mussels, Denis struck up a conversation. The young man was Oscar Flynn, an ecologist conducting research for the UCD Invasive Ecology Lab. Oscar was gathering samples of Zebra mussels and Quagga mussels, two non-native species of fresh water mussels now widespread on Ireland's waterways, originally from the lakes of southern Russia and Ukraine. Both the Zebra and the Quagga feed by filtering water, making the previously murky water crystal clear. Oscar explained that, while the sparkling clean water may look enticing, in fact fish and other native species are being deprived of the phytoplankton on which many of them feed, while vegetation on the bed of the lake - bathed now in light from the surface - was flourishing. The lake's eco system was being transformed at a remarkable rate. One female mussel can produce more than 1 million eggs in a year, and each single tiny mussel can filter a full litre of water a day.
Charles - who Denis met several times during the windy, rainy days the Mayfly spent moored at Dromineer Harbour - was a former chairman of An Taisce, and had recently been involved in the preparation of a report for An Fóram Uisce – The Water Forum - to influence government policy to set out concerted, island-wide action to protect our waterways from such invasive species - which Charles expects will continue to arrive from different parts of the globe over the next decade - and to create an effective agency to implement such policies.
Denis was working on a project that we had long been considering: turning Mayfly into a responsive sound-art installation, emitting sounds that reflect the energy outputs from both solar and wind sources, allowing people to gain a better understanding of the power that is generated from both these sustainable energy sources. He was joined - in very windy conditions - by Nicholas Ward from UL on Thursday morning, and together they installed a series of sensors and Arduino boards, custom designed by Nick for the Eco Showboat, to capture data from both sources. With the technology in place, the next step is to design a programme to process this data into sounds - what these will be we're not quite sure yet: bells, birdsong, Freddy Murcury's best falsetto… the possibilities are endless. We hope to have Mayfly singing in response to sun and wind later this summer, so watch this space…
FRIDAY 12 MAY 2023
Visual artist Aideen Barry lives with her partner and children on the lower slopes of the Silvermine Mountains, not far from the site that was mined for silver for nearly a thousand years, but also in more recent times mined for zinc, bauxite, lead, copper and barite. The slopes on which Aideen and her family live are contaminated with heavy metals. An article published in 2002 by Olga Aslibekian and Richard Moles from the Centre for Environmental Research at the University of Limerick states:
"Extensive areas of soil within preliminary delimited zones were classified as contaminated"
and even more worryingly:
"Within floodplain areas grazing cattle may intake a lethal dose of Pb (lead)."
Aideen and her neighbours are advised not to plant vegetables directly in the soil of their gardens, but to use elevated beds with fresh topsoil, nor disturb hedgerows, and neighbouring farmers can no longer raise livestock or cultivate their land.
On Thursday afternoon, having said goodbye to Nicolas, Charles and Oscar, Denis got on his bike and cycled the 25 odd kilometres from Dromineer to Shalee, a long road sloping gently but consistently upwards to the Silvermines and Aideen's home. Along the way he was belted by rain and hailstones, as you would expect in early May in County Tipperary. He arrived dripping at the gate to be greeted by two enormous dogs, two small boys, and Cathal, Aideen's partner.
As part of the Eco Showboat programme, Aideen and Cathal had offered to host a screening of The Silver Branch, a prize winning documentary directed by Katrine Costello tracing the high court battle fought by farmer and poet Patrick McCormack and the Burren Action Group, challenging the installation of the controversial Burren Interpretive Centre at Mullaghmore. Aideen had hoped to project outdoors, but following the downpour that had drenched Denis on his bike, the field below the mountain was waterlogged and soggy, so they moved the screening indoors.
This was not just a simple screening. In a bout of gargantuan hospitality Aideen and Cathal cooked dinner for all 40 guests, followed by quantities of quite gorgeous looking strawberry sponge cake. I have only seen the photographs myself, marooned as I am in Paris for the moment, but from the looks of things Aideen's strawberry cake equals anything you might find in a boulangerie here is Paris.
A lovely coming together of people, with ecologists, artists, and friends and neighbours from Shalee and the surrounding district mingling and chatting as the sun set on the slopes of this beautiful scarred mountain. Exactly what the Eco Showboat is about, and we are very grateful to Aideen and Cathal for hosting us. I'm looking forward to hearing about any new ecological projects or initiatives that may emerge from the evening.
MONDAY 29 MAY
Ailbhe came to pick us up at Lesseragh in the morning. While we waited for her we explored the house in daylight, before heading off to explore Ailbhe’s farm and say hello to the sheep. Finally, it was time to cycle back down the hill to the Mayfly and head off to our next destination: Portumna. Lough Derg was much more peaceful this morning than it had been the previous day. We made good headway and arrived in Portumna in time to walk through the park into town and get lunch.
Knowing how crowded the main port would become by the end of the week, with a bank holiday weekend coming up and summer finally arriving, we elected to head off and find our our own wild little spot. We eventually found it by mooring next to a private island down near Portumna Bridge, and it was in this little haven that I left my father to continue the adventure on his own.
Denis was looking forward to spending a few days alone in this apparently deserted place, with only a few unoccupied boats surrounding him, and finally editing the mass of footage we had taken over the last few days’ events. His peace was interrupted when he noticed that one of the boats next to the Mayfly was pumping pure diesel into the water! The pink liquid oozed out every so often, rendering the water oily and polluted. It was just then that another boater arrived, looking at the Mayfly and at Denis with astonishment.
“Is this coming from your boat?” he asked, and Denis did his best to defend himself. The Mayfly is an electric solar boat, he explained. It's entirely zero-carbon! The other boater looked at him like he didn’t quite believe him, and that he was about to be in a lot of trouble. Denis began to wonder how on earth he was going to get out of this situation when, luckily, another large burst of diesel suddenly bubbled out of the guilty boat, and the two men gawped at it, shocked.
With no sign of the boat’s owner, Denis and his new friend boarded the boat to see where the problem was. They eventually found that diesel was leaking from the engine into the bilge, to be evacuated by the automatic bilge pump. The local boater managed get a hold of the owner on the phone, who promised to come down and get the problem sorted out. I hope he did!
WEDNESDAY 24 MAY
In late May, I (Lotti, daughter and part-time assistant to Anne and Denis) joined to Eco Showboat in Dromineer to—metaphorically—sail off to Mountshannon. We set sail on Wednesday, blasting Led Zeppelin as we crossed Lough Derg in exceptional sunshine and arriving in the early evening just in time for dinner at the home of Paul Berg, one of the artists working with us who built the magnificent harp made out of three thousand year old bog oak, and his partner Martina. Though we are not musicians, let alone harpists, we got to strum the strings ourselves and thrilled at the delicately beautiful sounds that came out of our unprofessional hands. As the end of the evening approached we said our goodnights, looking forward to the arrival of harpist Anna Tanvir who would be able to play the incredible instrument as it should be played.
FRIDAY 26 MAY
We spent Friday morning setting up the Market House in Mountshannon, for our event the next day, accompanied by sound artist Slavek Kwi who showed us around Mountshannon, talking about his projects, his relationship with sound, and presenting us to the tiny peninsula he had taken “intellectual ownership” of. Much to his dismay, there were other people on his intellectual property at the time—Slavek reacted tolerantly.
We then made our way over to Paul Berg’s Crannog Ceoil to film it with our drone, before taking advantage of the beautiful weather to go for a swim in the late afternoon. It was as we were getting out of the water that musicians Anna Tanvir and Maninder Singh surprised us with their arrival, earlier than we’d expected. We brought them over to Paul and Martina’s home, where Anna discovered Paul’s harp. Quite unexpectedly, Anna and Maninder began an impromptu jam session with a few of the songs from their repertoire, accompanied by Paul on the harmonica. This tiny concert was filled with such spontaneity and love of music that none could help but be moved—a prelude of what was to come.
SATURDAY 27 MAY
Our event in the Market House—a beautiful old space where the Mountshannon Arts Festival is usually held—began around eleven a.m., with Denis giving a talk about the Eco Showboat’s journey so far. After this, sound artist Slavek Kwi let us experience some of the underwater sound samples he’d collected over the years, locally in Mountshannon or during his travels. Some of the sounds were unbelievable - like his recording of an electric fish from he Amazon - and really impressed on us all how incredible these underwater ecosystems are, and how little we know of them. Slavek, who told me how important sound has always been to his perception of the world - the sense he is most finely attuned to - really helped me understand how fundamental and interesting a sense it actually is. To combine this with ecology and to use sounds as a way of developing a deeper empathy with nature and its many ecosystems is also wonderful.
After lunch, Niall Ó Brolcháin talked to us about rewetting the bogs and the importance of the peatlands in the world’s carbon emissions. Simply put, burning turf is responsible for 5% of our carbon emissions. That’s more than all the planes and ships, combined! But the peatlands, in their natural state, are also highly carbon absorbent. What can be incredibly dangerous for the world in some ways can also be a precious resource if we use it correctly, and this is what Niall is trying to move us to do, all the while reminding us that the farmers who own the peatlands are not inherently against rewetting the bogs, they simply have to earn a living. One of Niall’s missions is therefore to move the government to provide more aid to these farmers to support the rewetting of the bogs. Having myself grown up in France, where there are practically no peatlands, I didn’t know any of this before Niall’s talk, and was all the more flabbergasted at the effect they have on global warming.
After this important talk Niall was relieved of his awareness-raising duties by the arrival of Anna and Maninder, whose contribution to the event included providing the most delicious Indian tapas selection, which they had generously made themselves the same morning
These were gone within minutes, and having satisfied their stomachs, the audience sat back down to listen to eco-poet Grace Wells recite some of her beautiful poetry from several collections, including a reading of a poem - The River - that she dedicated to my mother. This wonderful afternoon ended with Anna and Maninder taking centre stage to perform their beautiful folk songs from all around the world—Ireland, but also India and Madagascar—their powerful voices resonating through the space beautifully. And just like that, the day was over: all of us who had participated nearly collapsed in exhaustion, saved by Maninder who cooked a lovely dinner for us, and we talked away into the lovely, late spring evening, each of us reflecting on what we had just participated in, and excited for events to come.
SUNDAY 28 MAY
On the day after our Mountshannon event, activity and creativity seemed to still be at its boiling point: we began the day by taking Anna and Maninder out for a short excursion on the Mayfly, returning just in time to meet with Slavek, who was to make recordings of our engine underwater. However, as we arrived back in Mountshannon we unexpectedly ran into Jill Cousins, director of the Hunt Museum in Limerick, which had hosted one of our Eco Saturday events just a month before. We ended up all piling into Jill's beautiful barge where Anna and Maninder improvised another small concert then and there. After this wonderful little moment, Denis, Slavek and I went off to experiment with the sounds of our boat, the Mayfly, recording it all with Slavek’s underwater microphone. This was great, as one of our favourite things about the Mayfly is how quiet it is. To be able to hear what is actually going on there, below the water, thanks to Slavek, was amazing.
Then, it was time for us to leave. We were invited to dinner with organic farmer Ailbhe Gerrard that evening, so we head off across the lake to Kilgarvan, with the wind fully against us. This slowed us down considerably, and once or twice the water got rather rough, but we persevered, still blasting music as we like to do, and finally we made it and cycled up the hill to Brookfield Farm. We had a lovely dinner there at the top of the hill, overlooking Lough Derg, glimmering in the descending sun (the wind having dissipated once we were no longer on the water), and regaled by the many stories of Ailbhe’s father, Peter Gerrard, who finally drove us back to his home, Lesseragh, where we were to stay the night. After a short drive we passed through the old gates and down a narrow, overgrown path, feeling like we were entering another age. There, Lesseragh appeared, a wonderful old country house just barely lit up by the headlights, plunged in darkness otherwise.
We went in through the front door and Peter led us through the various rooms on the ground floor, lighting them one by one to reveal the walls covered with photographs and portraits, the bookshelves packed with books, the busy old kitchen built around the Aga. Peter told us more stories about the history of Ireland and his family, every time connected to little postcards or books he had on hand. Finally, off we went to bed, exhausted from the day, to fall asleep with all this in our heads.
FRIDAY 2 JUNE
After a few days of isolation, Denis headed back to Portumna Castle Harbour, which was, as he had guessed, full of boats. Helena, the Eco Showboat’s event assistant, arrived that evening to set up her tent by the lakeside.
SATURDAY 3 JUNE
On this beautiful Saturday, with not a single cloud in the sky, the team joined Dave Wall, Citizen Science Officer at the National Biodiversity Data Centre at the Portumna harbour, where he led the audience on a playful workshop on how to catch, identify and release Dragonflies and Damselflies. These beautiful creatures have become more and more common in Ireland due to rising temperatures, and are a good example of the way Ireland’s fauna and flora is being transformed by global warming. They are fascinating creatures to observe, and, catching them in a butterfly net, some of the audience got to gaze into their eyes (dragonflies and damselflies have deep pool-like eyes which one could really get lost in), or hold them on their hats.
In the afternoon, everyone went back to Portumna Castle where Anne Marie Deacy presented her artwork, l a n d // i n g, made in collaboration with Joanna McGlynn that compiles the tastes, smells and sounds that they’d collected Portumna Forest, and presented some of the astounding recording devices that they use to pick up on sounds not usually perceptible to the human ear, including a device that allowed them to record the sound of a tree growing! A sound I’m sure none of us have ever heard before.
It was during this event that Deej Fabyc introduced herself, a fellow artist who works with performance, as well as running Live Art Ireland at Milford House, in county Tipperary. Deej was kind enough to invite Denis and Helena to attend a performance that was to happen there the next night.
SUNDAY 4 JUNE
On Sunday, Deej picked Helena and Denis up in Portumna and gave them a lift to Milford House, where they stumbled into a witch’s coven! This turned out to be Hi Vis Witches, a dublin-based performance trio who bring witchcraft into the 21st century wearing Hi Vis Jackets for construction work. Denis and Helena were immersed in an experience halfway between a witch’s ritual and a site visit, in which they got to test out their witch’s cackle and observe strange wormholes made out of air conditioning vents.
The evening ended with everyone planting a tree in the garden, in memory of Deej’s late partner, Mark Newell, an actor and artist. Mark died tragically a few weeks earlier in a car accident. He and Deej had been running Milford House and Live Art together these past few years. As everyone came together to plant the tree it was felt that Mark would be deeply remembered, and that his life and all the people he loved and who loved him should be celebrated. It is with this sentiment that we would like to end this segment.
In memory of Mark Newell.
MONDAY, 12 JUNE 2023
Mayfly left Ballinasloe in the direction of her next stop: Pollagh. This was the beginning of a calvary for Denis. On our last day in Ballinasloe, rumours were circulating among boaters of drought and low waters — all of which would mean difficulties as Mayfly advanced along the Grand Canal. Denis and Mayfly set off all the same, stopping at Banagher for supplies - there would be few towns or shops while navigating the canal, which passes through an area of raised bog: water-logged plateaus that once were marshes. The canal here passes close to Ferbane, site of a major turf burning power station from 1957 to 2003, burning at its peak 2,000 tonnes of peat daily and producing about 2 million units of electricity each day.
TUESDAY 13 JUNE 2023
The journey, from Ballinasloe to Banagher along the River Suck and the River Shannon, had been peaceful, and when Mayfly reached Shannon Harbour, Denis called Jason Penders, lock keeper at the the 34th lock, the first lock on the canal after Shannon Harbour, aware that the water levels were unseasonably low due to recent drought. Bad news: Jason maintained that our draft —the depth of the boat under water —would be a problem. Mayfly has a draft of 2.7 feet, due to her keel, fixed permanently 1.7 foot below the hull to protect the electric inboard motor below the boat. The water in the canal was so low that Mayfly might not make it through at all. We considered waiting until the water levels rose again, but who knew how long that would take - perhaps weeks! With the next Eco Showboat event lined up in Pollagh on June 17th, it simply wasn’t an option.
"Call the office in Tullamore", Jason suggested, “talk to the engineer there.” We did, and to our surprise, the gentleman already knew all about the project. We explained our debacle to him, and—miraculously!—he said not to worry, they would get us through. Jason opened the lock gates and our ascent began. With gritted teeth, judicious planning and calculations of water depths, Mayfly scraped through the 34th lock and continued slowly through the low, weedy waters towards the next lock.
Alan Lindley, lock keeper responsible for Locks 33 and 32, was waiting for us to arrive. Shaking his head, he warned that it would be difficult. With such unprecedented low water levels (due to global warming?) our draft was on the very limit of what could pass. Lock 33 would be right on the limit. And then there was Lock 32… Denis' hair was turning even more grey than it had been before. Alan pointed to the masonry wall of the lock as he closed the gates behind the Mayfly and let her fill. If the water reached the third line of stone below the top, Mayfly would pass. If it didn’t reach the third line, she wouldn’t. The flow of water filling the lock slowed to a trickle as it inched towards the line, and the now entirely grey-headed navigator grit his teeth. Finally, the water made it, just barely reaching the line, and stopped. Alright. That would have to do. Mayfly entered the lock. She inched in slowly, and halfway into the lock she stuck, lodged onto a stone or other obstacle which lay at the bottom. Go to the front of the boat, Alan called out to Denis, who advanced carefully as far as he could, throwing a rope from the bow of the Mayfly to Alan. Mayfly tipped gently forward, floated free and Alan guided Mayfly through.
Hurrah! Mayfly had made it, through this first challenge at least.
"Keep going", Alan advised, "there is a storm coming, and you don't want to be stuck in the lock during a storm. If there is lightning we can't operate the locks."
Denis pushed the lever of the electric motor to continue to the next lock, but the Mayfly took off very sluggishly. Peering into the water Denis saw a kind of ball, like green cotton wool, where the propellor should have been. It was weed, sapping the acceleration of the motor, slowing the Mayfly to a snail's pace.
Alan headed off to by car to Lock 32, less than 3 kilometres away, with storm clouds forming overhead. Half an hour later, Mayfly had advanced just a few hundred yards. There was no choice: the weed had to go! Denis donned swimsuit and goggles, jumped into the weedy water, and swam under the Mayfly. A ball of weed, like a clown's hair-do, obscured the propeller. He ripped at it, coming up for breath three or four times until the orange propellor was freed. Climbed back on board, still in togs and goggles, he took the helm and inched forward. Another few hundred yards, and Mayfly stalled again, her propellor once again trapped in a weedy cloud. This halting journey continued, 500 yards then a dunk and a swim under Mayfly to clear the weed, then 500 hundred yards more. To make matters worse, the horseflies seemed to especially enjoy attacking the wet flesh of the tog-clad swimming navigator once he climbed back to his helm.
Mayfly made it to Lock 32 just as thunder started rumbling, and… fantastically enough, with the help of Alan, she made it through! This time, Denis moved to the front of the boat immediately, and the boat didn’t get stuck at all. Exhausted, he moored Mayfly at the waiting jetty above the lock as the storm broke and torrential rain started pouring down. Nothing to do but moor for the night. What a day!
WEDNESDAY 14 JUNE 2023
Mayfly stayed put for the morning, charging her batteries from the sun but this turned out to be a mistake, for the afternoon revealed another problem: the wind! Blowing in the opposite direction to our trajectory, with gusts building up to 40 km on that flat unbroken landscape, the wind turn the boat around, pushing the stern into the reeds at the side, whenever the now exhausted Denis left the tiller to remove the clinging weed. To make matters worse, Mayfly was entering an even more weedy stretch. She almost disappeared into an impressively tall forests of bullrushes, dense green stems capped by dark black seed pods waving in the wind (in the vernacular know as "black paddies"!). The growth of vegetation was so dense on this stretch of canal that Denis was taking his propellor-cleaning dip every few hundred yards, swimming through an underwater jungle of waving feathery leaves! And so on he went, again and again, plunging to clean the propellor, turning Mayfly back to the right direction from the water, then jumping on and engaging the motor as fast as possible before she turned again. Each time he emerged, merciless horseflies attacked again. He continued all the same, bitten and cold, determined to complete the project (and perhaps knowing there would be what-for if he didn't!)
With this tactic he managed to advance slowly along the canal. In early evening, Mayfly finally reached the little used but historic Bord na Mona swing bridge spanning the canal, a beautiful relic of the third industrial age when Ireland emerged as a modern electrified nation by burning the land itself. An exhausted Denis decided to stop for the night at the bridge.
THURSDAY 15 JUNE 2023
From the swing bridge there was only a few short kilometres left to get to Pollagh, the site of our next Eco Showboat event, but with everything that had transpired the previous two days, there was no way of knowing how long it would take. Denis had a new method of advancing: using the inboard electric motor beneath the boat in conjunction with the auxiliary outboard motor mounted at the back, hooked up to it's own batteries in the rear locker - less powerful than the inboard, but easier to reach and clean weed off. When he felt the inboard getting sluggish he would rest it, letting the outboard take over for a few minutes. The rest in moving water seemed to loosen the weed on the inboard propellor, and putting it into hard reverse shook some of it off. Using this slow method, Mayfly made it to Pollagh without any more submarine plunges on Denis' part. But somewhere along the way our electric outboard motor burnt out, exhausted by working through the weed.
Arriving in Pollagh was like arriving in heaven, Denis and Mayfly were greeted with open arms and good food by Caitriona Devery and her mother Eileen Devery of the Pollagh Heritage Group - co-hosts of the Eco Showboat event in Pollagh, and truly lovely people!
SATURDAY 17 JUNE 2023
Another chaotic day as we held our event at St Mary’s School in Pollagh Throughout the afternoon, a storm raged above us, provoking multiple power cuts, but nonetheless the team soldiered on. Audience members got to meet artist Fiona McDonald who has been working with scientists from the National Parks and Wildlife Services to create art which shows the bogs “breathing” – AKA, how much Co2 is emitted and absorbed. According to Niall O’Brolchain, frequent collaborator of the Eco Showboat and peatlands expert at Insight SFI Research Centre, only 3% of the world’s surface is composed of peatlands, but they sequester more carbon than all the forests of the world combined. But when bogs are dried up or damaged this carbon is released, which is why the protection of peatlands is so crucial.
This was followed by a screening of a new short film, Pilgrim Road Movie, by Anne and Denis and local artist Kevin O’Dwyer which follows a walk across the bog along a trail that medieval pilgrims followed along the Esker Riada, a system of eskers (long raised winding ridges of sand or gravel) that stretch across the middle of Ireland. As the storm raged outside - lightning cutting the electricity and interrupting the screening five times - the film followed Kevin and Anne walking through peatlands, putting together the jigsaw of Offaly's history - from medieval pilgrimages to post-war carbon harvesting. The event ended in the late afternoon with a debate about whether this holy trail could be Ireland’s own Camino de Santiago - and whether such mass tourism was even desirable - as lightning again and again knocked out electric power, brought to us so recently by burning the very bogs on which we were standing.
MONDAY 19 JUNE 2023
Following the Eco Showboat event in Pollagh, Mayfly stayed moored for a few more hours as the 5th and 6th class students from St Mary’s National School popped by to visit the zero-carbon vessel and Denis studied the world beneath him with and underwater camera. He cast off in the early afternoon, heading to Rahan, a small village just 7 or 8 kilometres along the canal. With weeds still wrapping around the propellor, progress was painfully slow…
At Rahan, fortunately, a good friend, Terri Dale Kearney, was waiting with a precious gift: a new outboard electric motor, ordered by Anne a few days earlier, and desperately needed as the previous one had burnt out struggling through the weeds. The new outboard motor was, for a while at least, a dream come true: its thick blades didn’t catch in the weeds, and when they did it was a simple matter to shake them off. Not powerful, but it kept Mayfly moving.
TUESDAY 20 JUNE 2023
Mayfly arrived in Tullamore just as thunder began to rumble overhead, rising through the 29th, 28th and 27th lock and passing by the former bonded warehouse and bottling plant on Bury Quay, built in 1897 as part of the Tullamore distillery infrastructure. Passing under the first of three modern pedestrian bridges along this section of the Grand Canal, Denis heard a sound of scraping above - the windmill mounted on top of the mast! Fortunately no damage was done, but the upcoming bridges looked even lower.
Approaching Kilbeggan Bridge, a single-arched bridge built around 1929, Denis called to a man fishing on the canal side and pointed to the windmill. “Do you reckon we’ll make it under?”
The fisherman looked doubtful. “Probably not"! Denis hopped onto the quay and tried to walk the boat through, realising as he did so that Mayfly would not pass, especially as the stone bridge was immediately followed by an even lower metal pedestrian bridge. There was only one thing to do: take down the windmill. Just as the poor skipper started to do this - boom! The clouds dissolved into a torrent of rain, thunder rumbling and lightning flashing just above Mayfly - perhaps not the wisest moment to be climbing up a mast with a spanner!
Taking down the windmill and mast should have taken 20 minutes, but it ended up taking an hour and a half, time enough for the storm to dissipate and sunshine to return. Denis was soaked to the skin, but fortunately had attracted no lightning.
Turning off the Grand Canal onto the spur-line - a short section of canal leading to Tullamore Harbour - and the moment we had waited for finally arrived… Mayfly moored alongside 48M, the first time the little electric sailboat had encountered its mothership - a big rusty heritage barge! Caitriona Devery of the Pollagh Heritage Group described the meeting as "like a gnarly granddad with his nifty young granddaughter".
SATURDAY 24 JUNE 2023
48M played host to a private, filmed concert by Irene Murphy and Mick O’Shea - a sort of inauguration for this historic barge, which had been part of the Eco Showboat project from the beginning but which had still never received the public. Mick and Irene - who already produced beautiful work for the Eco Showboat project at Clonmacnoise in 2022 - worked like alchemists, mixing the noises resonating from the ancient steel structure with music and sounds of their own - recordings of water and wind - to create a tapestry of strange, subtle, beautiful sounds to celebrates the metallic nature of the hundred-year-old 48M.
SUNDAY 25 JUNE 2023
Leaving her rusty grandfather behind on Sunday, Mayfly continued slowly along the canal to the village of Daingean, through weedy waters, made manageable by switching between inboard and outboard motors regularly, and on to Rhode, County Offaly, site of an important peat burning power station and even more importantly home of the Cleary family during the 1960s. Anne spent the first two years of her life here - a period of which she claims she has little memory - her mind presumably occupied with other things!
Arriving at Lowtown, County Kildare, later that week, Denis was greeted by Marta Golubowska, an artist who had been working with the Eco Showboat since the project began, who lives on a barge there with her husband and children. Our programme will bring us back to Marta in September 2023 for Culture Night, but for now the Mayfly stopped off only briefly at Lowtown on her way to Vicarstown for the next Eco Showboat event on Saturday. Vicarstown is on the Barrow line, a branch of the Grand Canal that leaves the main canal at Lowtown and leads south to the river Barrow. The following morning, leaving Marta and her family behind, Mayfly was confronted with the choice between two canals: the New Barrowline, or the Old Barrowline—like some kind of ancient riddle. No one seemed to know which would be the better option, and Denis opted for the New Barrowline. Simply because it sounds better - it’s new.
Well, this turned out to be not a great decision…
Just outside Lowtown, the canal became so weedy that you could barely see the water - the usually navigable middle of the canal progressively overgrown with bulrushes, lily pads and long grasses. Seeing what looked like a swamp, Denis decided to tear into it, perhaps imagining that, if she was going fast enough, Mayfly would be just rip through and make it out the other side (God bless his imagination!). But after a couple of minutes of this, the outboard motor just went dead - burnt out? - while the inboard was tangled deep in weed.
What a disaster… Denis tried a few times to get the outboard working again. Strangely, the pilot light came on, but as soon as he tried to get the motor to go at any speed past 0 it just went dead again. And again. And again. To make matters worse, the wind was rising, pushing Mayfly back and turning her around.
Denis racked his head for what to do. Changing into togs, he tried jumping in a few times into the thick, unclear canal water to clear the motor of the weeds, but every time the boat would just gather weed again as the Mayfly was turned by the wind and pushed into the bulrushes. Already, a whole morning had gone by, with no progress. Eventually Mayfly was blown back to the bridge under which she had passed a few hours earlier.
Desperate, with no idea how to make it out of this mess, Denis called Anne, who was working from Paris, taking on an altogether different sort of mess: a massive application to fund two more years of the Eco Showboat project, with a deadline the very next morning, just as their daughter (and Eco Showboat’s PR assistant for the summer) Lotti was coming down with food poisoning from a restaurant where she had eaten, and their second daughter, Salammbo, had spotted a mouse in the apartment and was running around trying to catch it (or run away from it). Utter panic! For a while, it seemed like all hell had broken loose on planet Cleary Connolly.
But help eventually came. Early the next morning a friend of Marta’s, Tidg Horrigan, arrived from Lowtown in his narrowboat and threw Denis a line. The narrowboat’s propellor had big, heavy blades that cut through the weeds. Tidg, accompanied by his Jack Russell Callie, towed the Mayfly as far as Rathangan.
Meanwhile, Anne spoke to Ger Daly - Waterways Ireland engineer in charge of the Barrowline - who explained that the reason for all this weed trouble was essentially global warming: after a long heatwave in June, the water was much warmer than usual. This, combined with the sun, and perhaps a fair smidgen of pollutants in the water too, meant that the weeds had grown much faster than usual. Water levels on all the canals were low due to drought (as we had already seen on the Grand Canal before Pollagh) and Waterways Ireland's small fleet of weed cutters had struggled to keep up with this bloom. But he assured her that, after Rathangan, the weed had been recently cut and should be much more manageable.
Thankfully, this turned out to be the case. Mayfly flew along from Rathangan to Monasterevin, with just a bit of weed, and peace seemed to be restored, taking physical shape in the form of a beautiful, proud swan who swam along just in front of Mayfly for most of the way, as if sent by the gods! Often, it seemed like Mayfly would overtake the creature, but every time, just when it was almost too late, the swan would take off, flying ahead a short distance before landing in front of Mayfly again. This went on for a while. Was she leading the Mayfly along? Or was she simply trying to get away? At one point Denis moored the Mayfly under a bridge and plunged into the water to clear weed off the propellor. When he resurfaced, there was the proud creature, still watching over him! And so the journey continued, guided by beauty, until eventually Mayfly arrived at the waiting jetty of Lock 24 - just outside Monasterevin - and the swan flew away.
FRIDAY 30 JUNE 2023
Mayfly arrived at Vicarstown Marina, where he was greeted by Orla and Philip, of Barrowline Cruises. Philip took a look at the - apparently dead - outboard electric motor and suggested the problem might be the battery connection. Denis checked the connections and, sure enough, one of the cables was worn with just a few strands making contact to the battery. Enough to switch on the pilot light perhaps, but not enough to power the motor - a 24V motor requires thick power cables passing sufficient amps to move a boat the size of the Mayfly. A quick repair job, and the motor worked again!
Kicking himself for having failed to diagnose a problem so simple, but glad all the same to have that whole episode resolved, Denis cycled to the farm and family home of local artist Emily Miller. Emily's whole family came along to Saturday's event, where she presented her strange and wonderful art using taxidermied hides of small creatures killed by cars on the roads around Laois. Stretching the preserved hides of these creatures over handmade frames, Emily’s work is a stark reminder of the terrible impact we have, so unthinking, on the creatures around us.
In the afternoon, guests were treated to delicious refreshments by musicians Anna Tanvir and Maninder Singh, - colcannon samosas served with chaï followed by a delightful performance of music from many world traditions: Ireland, India, Madagascar…
And at the end of the day, stomachs and heads filled with ideas and conversation, good food and music, the crowd walked down to the harbour to see Mayfly. They discovered her surrounded by the kayaks and canoes of the SVT Canoe and Kayak Club, who came out to support the project and highlight how important it is to clean canoes and kayaks thoroughly to prevent the spread of invasive species.