The Misses has been talking for a few weeks now about us walking the Bray to Greystones Cliff Walk, and on Sunday we ventured forth.
The walk, as the name suggests, is between the two commuter towns of Bray and Greystones just south of Dublin, and it’s about 7km in length. It gives great views of the stunning coastline, and also of the DART railway line for those who are railway enthusiasts.
We drove to Greystones and caught the DART to Bray; a journey of just under 10 minutes. We decided to start in Bray because – let’s face it – it’s a bit a bit of dump. It’s the kind of place that it’s better to be walking away from, rather than towards!
After walking the length of the promenade in Bray, where I played a quick game with myself of ‘count the number of rough-sleeping homeless people’, and deftly avoiding the groups of Spanish and overly-enthusiastic American tourists, we took the steep path out of the town to start the walk.
The path starts off as tarmac, but quickly turns into loose gravel and then lumpy stones. It’s a well-maintained route, but you’d definitely want to have a sturdy pair of runners or walking shoes on. Although I did spot one woman tottering along on 4 inch high wedges. It’s also mostly flat, apart from the climb at the beginning and a set of about a dozen steps somewhere in the middle.
On the approach to Greystones, we were directed around a large redevelopment of the marina, which looks like it could be lovely when finished. There was also a market on selling lots of artworks and other tat.
My eyes were drawn to people wandering around with bags of chips from the nearby chipper. They smelled and looked amazing after two hours of walking, particularly as our packed lunch had consisted of a banana and an Aldi Fruit & Fibre cereal bar (6 syns). Then came the people carrying icecreams, and the numerous cafes selling lovely sweet things.
Greystones is a lovely place to visit, especially for us city types on day trips. And it’s good to see the town centre thriving. Indeed, we walked past one place called The Happy Pear that had a queue of people out the door and down the street. Must go back there one day and find out what all the fuss is about!
The final distance between the two train stations was just over 8km, which earned us our 10,000 steps for the day, but left us with pretty tired legs.