Tony Capecchi

“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” Since age 18, Tony Capecchi has been chronicling his worldwide travel and outdoor adventures for national magazines, including In-Fisherman and North American Hunter. He has co-hosted “Live Outdoors” on CBS Radio, produced television for NBC and worked on The History Channel’s hit series “MonsterQuest.”

Poetry in Motion: Dromoland Castle

Posted by: Tony Capecchi under Recreation, Birding Updated: June 9, 2013 - 10:26 PM

The hawk descended from its perch atop a 200-year-old sycamore tree and dive-bombed directly toward my wife. The hawk zeroed in on her with startling speed and deadly accuracy, and the instant it made contact with Jodie, our companion Dave Atkinson exclaimed, “Poetry in motion.”

You see, it was all part of the plan. The harris hawk, named Bruce, landed perfectly on Jodie’s arm with an effortless grace that would make the finest pilot in Ireland gush with admiration. The moment, one of a dozen such occasions with this bird of prey during our 90-minute falconry adventure, was in fact the epitome of our trip to Dromoland Castle in County Clare, Ireland––a surreal experience granting us access into an ancient world of royalty, woodlands and wonder.
 

As soon as my wife and I entered the famed baronial castle, dating back to the 16th century, we saw why it’s been named one of Europe’s top resorts and has attracted the likes of Bill Clinton, Nelson Mandela and even the oh-so-groovy Beatles. The food and service blew us away, and the 5-star castle hotel sits on lovely Lake Dromoland, secluded by 450 private acres of majestic woodlands that transport visitors back in time while providing them a natural playground full of fauna and foliage.

Staying at the castle is akin to staying at a museum that’s come to life. There have been additions and renovations, but at the core little has changed since Dromoland was described in 1855 as “a superb edifice surrounded by an extensive and richly wooded demesne… built entirely of dark blue limestone, and in fine chiseled workmanship.”
 

The interior is filled with high ceilings, stained-glass windows, sparkling chandeliers, tassled drapes, gold cornices, antique furniture and burning fireplaces that––fortunately––do nothing to interfere with the unique odor of “old castle.” The smell is intoxicating. Of course, so is the smell of the walled gardens (Note to all Hollywood producers reading this story: Please film the next re-make of The Secret Garden right here).
 

 

At one point, the O’Brien family had some 45 gardeners managing the estate. Today, the garden has diminished in size but not in quality, though I must say the greatest beauty of Dromoland’s estate lies in its less-manicured woods, and we enjoyed both the complimentary bikes and row-boats for trout fishing. Ultimately,  though, it is the opportunity to enjoy the woods in tandem with a hawk that should not be missed.

I have sat in a duck blind with birds as the target, but to walk in the woods with a bird as my ally––for it to be released into the tree tops to search for prey, then to return to my arm as my comrade––is something else. Falconry, defined as “taking wild quarry in its natural state or habitat using trained hawks or falcons,” dates back to 2,000 B.C. and is believed to have originated in Mesopotamia or the Far East.

Europe adopted the sport in perhaps the 4th century when the Huns invaded, and it became popular among the nobles in part because falcons and hawks were rare, expensive and required the great estates of castles. It was not exclusive to men, however, as a European nobleman in 1801 commented, “the ladies not only accompanied the gentlemen in pursuit of falconry, but often practiced it by themselves; and even excelled the men in knowledge and exercise of the art.” This note also documents that women, unsurprisingly, have been bettering men since at least 1801 … though I suspect that began centuries earlier!

That said, Atkinson, the leader of the Dromoland School of Falconry and our guide for the afternoon, didn’t give us a history lesson but rather focused on the daily changes and challenges with the predator birds today. Watching him interact with our hawk was every bit as mesmerizing as watching a pheasant hunter work the field with his dog, and I must say Dave’s nuanced interactions with the hawk made me feel I was an outsider watching two old friends who knew each other’s every thought. 

Atkinson is so modest and soft-spoken that it took me about midway through the afternoon to realize just how incredibly knowledgeable he is––not only about falcons, but about all birds, wildlife and critters of the woods. He is an avid fisherman and hunter who has a gift with falcons, as well as another gift he does not take for granted: the luxury of playing with his passion every day for a living.

For my wife and me the adventure lasted but a day, but it was an unforgettable day that gave us a chance to witness poetry in motion at Dromoland Castle.

Dromoland Castle Hotel & Country Estate's website is http://dromoland.ie/. For more information, call 353.61. 368.144 or email sales@dromoland.ie. Click here for an online tour of the castle.



In addition to the harris hawk, we also got to see a number of other hawk species, falcons and a variety of magnificent owls.
 



Another highlight of our Dromoland Castle experience was our Pony and Jarvey Ride. Our driver, Sean, has been blessed with the famed Irish "gift of gab" and his stories were the best I heard in Ireland. Simply put, I could listen to this guy tell stories all day long. I was also struck by his passion for Irish history and his love of the majestic woods.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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