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Foraging isn’t a word that I particularly like but it’s the one that is mostly in use nowadays to describe something that was second nature to our ancestors. The gathering and use of wild edibles, medicinal plants, herbs, trees, mosses, lichen, fungi, and whatever else nature has to offer. When we were children we didn’t call it foraging. We went ‘picking’ blackberries. Why the title ‘Foraging in the Foothills’<\/a>, you may ask, why Foraging in Ireland? … well, because I am blessed to live on the lower slopes of one of Ireland’s most mystical mountains, Slieve Gullion in County Armagh. Foraging in the Foothills is the name of a seasonal ‘introduction to foraging course’<\/a>, or experience that I deliver from my own home and ancestral farm. This article hopefully goes some way to explain that, for me at least, it is so much more than a simple plant identification walk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Foraging and Farming in The Ring of Gullion<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

These foothills in the Ring of Gullion<\/a>, South Armagh area are where I search out nature\u2019s wild larder. I find ‘weeds’ on the field margins, the hedgerows, the rough corners, and ‘semi-wild places\u2019. The very few remaining pockets of old-growth forest are a treasure trove for the forager. Those precious areas have escaped the onward march of monoculture farming practices that have shaped our modern landscape. Let\u2019s not forget about the state-sponsored practice of monoculture commercial forestry and clear-felling desecration of our mountain slopes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Just to be clear, before you think I’m going to begin blaming small farmers for the world’s ills, I’m not. I come from a long line of farmers. Family records can only go back a few hundred years but when I look through my back door up towards the highest surviving passage tomb in Ireland, I see The ‘Cailleach Beara’s house’. I feel a deep connection with those who built this stone monument on Slieve Gullions summit around 6,000 years ago. After all, these Neolithic people were farmers also, the first farmers to live in my homeplace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Foraging, Farming and the Changing Landscape<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s worth saying a couple of things about the politics of farming practices, without going down a rabbit hole. My ancestors in the last few centuries and up until very recently were working on small upland plots of land, scratching a survival among rocks, whin, bracken and heather. Famine was a constant danger. They struggled lower down the valley in boggy marginal land trying to feed their families. Foraging for them was a part of their everyday existence. My Grandfather, Barney Hoey, born in 1899 told me about eating the ‘blaeberries’ as children. These grew on the ditches up towards the mountain. They were a delicious treat especially for people who knew what hunger felt like, unlike most of us nowadays.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I remember the generous government grants encouraging the clearance of upland areas, draining of bogs, removal of centuries-old ditches and hedgerows. These same bodies destroyed the built heritage. They forced the destruction of old vernacular cottages before allowing a replacement dwelling. Things have now come full circle where the same farming families are financially penalized for habitat destruction and are being actively encouraged to \u2018re-wild\u2019. This is a move in the right direction but hard to swallow when we look at the desecration of our mountain landscapes caused by commercial forestry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Those policymakers and forestry commission continue the destructive cycle of clear – felling and replanting vast swathes of non-native trees with a token gesture percentage of broadleaf natives thrown in. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

What has this to do with foraging? The answer is everything because we all need wild places whether we realize it or not!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

How do I learn How to Forage ?<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

How do I personally know what to forage, what is tasty, nutritional, or what is purely medicinal? Where do you begin to learn what is harmful, dangerous, or absolutely poisonous? The truth for most people foraging in Ireland today (including myself) is that invariably a lot of the information has come from books. Books are great but they are just a starting or a reference point.<\/p>\n\n\n\n


There is nothing to beat walking in nature and learning first-hand from other skilled practitioners. Eventually, a really in-depth understanding only comes from you yourself observing nature and specific plants through the changing seasons. You have to engage all of the senses; touching, smelling, listening, and finally tasting edible plants. This takes time and years of experience. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

More recently, the pervasion of the world wide web and internet has served to spread knowledge wide and far. However, I always cross-check information, no matter where it comes from but even more so the online stuff. The stakes are simply too high and there is too much misinformation or half-knowledge out there. So, simply put most of the foraging knowledge is about re-connection rather than a direct line of knowledge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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