Loch Sionnaigh · Co. Dublin
A working harbour, folded cliffs you can read like a book, and the biggest Iron Age fort in Ireland on the headland next door.
Loughshinny is a small fishing village on the Fingal coast between Rush and Skerries, with a population of around 740. There is a harbour, a small sand-and-shingle beach, a car park, a coastal path, and not much else - no shop, no restaurant, and a single pub whose doors have opened and closed more than once. That thinness is not a fault. It is the reason to come.
The name is Loch Sionnaigh, the lake of the fox. The Vikings worked this coast from their base on Lambay Island and left their word for the place - Fingal, the land of the fair-haired strangers - on the whole of north County Dublin. The Normans came next; the De La Hayde family held the land, and one of them, Richard, sat as Chief Justice of the Common Pleas for Ireland and died in 1540. In the 1770s a copper mine opened in the cliffs under Luke Dempsey, working German and Belgian miners, and closed around 1812 when the end of the Napoleonic wars made the copper uneconomic. The shafts are still marked on the village heritage walk.
The harbour is the draw. At low tide, with the boats resting on the seabed and the pots stacked on the quay, it looks like a harbour from the painting of Ireland that people imagine exists somewhere and rarely find. This is where it is. South of the car park the cliff path passes the Loughshinny Folds, where carboniferous rock has been crumpled into curves you can trace with a finger, and a Smugglers Cave the locals will point you to. North of the village the path climbs toward Drumanagh, the great earthwork fort that has been giving up Roman pottery for seventy years.
Loughshinny has been twinned with the Breton village of Quistinic in Morbihan since 1994, and the village still runs school and club exchanges across the water. It is a place that punches well above its size on history and well below it on amenities. Bring a coffee from Skerries or Rush, walk the headland, read the cliffs, and let the harbour do the rest.