Every Fisherman Who Carries a Currach to Sea has the Weight of Our Nation's History On His Shoulders - and Also Its Collective Grief [Eire Region]
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AT REST, their upturned black hulls sit like giant beetles on countless slipways and foreshores. At work, their pointed prows effortlessly breast the Atlantic swell. For more than 2,000 years the fishermen of Ireland's rugged west coast have used currachs to harvest an all-too-often meagre living from the cruel sea.
And so, when Tony Coohill and Feichin Mulkerrin set out from Aughris pier in north Connemara at 8.30am on Tuesday morning, to check their lobster pots, it was in a currach. For them, as today will be for hundreds of others just like them, from Malin Head to Mizen Head, it was just another working day.See the full content of this document
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Every Fisherman Who Carries a Currach to Sea has the Weight of Our Nation's History On His Shoulders - and Also Its Collective Grief [Eire Region]
That is, it should have been. Within a few short hours, both were dead. As every West of Ireland fisherman who carries a currach down to the sea on his shoulders knows too well, he is not just bearing a uniquely Irish vessel - he is carrying the weight of a nation's maritime history and, inevitably, of its collectiv...
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