
Submitted by Emily Mateja on the 2025 Summer program in Howth, Ireland…
I have been in Ireland for two weeks now, staying at Trinity College Dublin, as part of the Summer HIST/POSC Ireland study abroad. The city shocks me, not only for its walkability, but also its accessibility to day trips in many beautiful places nearby. This weekend was no different, as we would be spending Saturday in Howth.
Howth is a little shipyard town, packed with docks and seafood restaurants. Large boats, used for fishing and cargo, dotted the inlet, a sight that I was always drawn to. Yet, the boats and the sea were not why we were there.
We were there for the summit.
After a bus ride through the small town, climbing up steep hills, we reached the top of the summit. Our professor told us to go explore the trails for a couple of hours, after giving a short history of the town. What set before us, winding steep paths down towards the water along the cliffs. Howth was sometimes referred to as the baby cliffs of moher, and I understood why, it was a breathtaking natural beauty.
As he hiked our way down, we found ourselves in constantly changing weather conditions. At one moment, the sun would be out and it would be hot, but in the blink of an eye, a little shower would pass through. The brush along the trails was high, reaching to at least our hips. Yet the views, the cascading hills that formed the cliffs, were straight out of a movie. It was beautiful.
Howth gave me more than just a postcard view to enjoy on a saturday. It taught me that history, and learning about it, is more than just what happens in the classroom and to noblemen. It reminded me that history lives in the land, and the people that walk it. (Submitted July 23, 2025)
