This is a blog about Liam Lysaght, who with the support of his daughter Bella, cycled 3,200km around the coast of Ireland in a month, to promote and celebrate Ireland’s biodiversity. And its contains other stuff too!

Liam Lysaght. I am 52 and head up Ireland’s National Biodiversity Data Centre based in Waterford. I live in Gowran with my wife, Josephine and four (sometimes) lovely children; Seppie (19), Bella (17), Pauli (15) and Feix (11). I am very familiar with the Irish nature conservation scene, having worked first at Connemara National Park and then moving to the newly established Burren National Park as Park Ranger. I moved from there to the Heritage Council where myself and five  colleagues were the first staff appointed to the new Heritage Council, an independent statutory advisory council.  I was appointed as Centre Director of the National Biodiversity Data Centre when it was set up in 2007. My primary degree was in Geography and Sociology (well, we all make some mistakes in life) and my Ph.D. researched breeding birds of farmland.

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Bella and Liam

In addition to an interest in all things wildlife (well, big and kinda easy to identify wildlife) I’m an avid cyclists, member of the august Marble City Cylers, and keen photographer.


Bella Lysaght.  I am 17 and am currently studying for my Leaving Cert. At the moment it is hard to look beyond June and beyond the exam but there are many things I am hoping to do when study is over. Amongst many other things, I will sew myself a dress, learn to type quicker than this and kayak on the Barrow. I will also drive support car for my father on this Wild Ireland venture where we are hoping to cycle around Ireland in a month. 3200 km a month, up to 160 a day seems an awful lot – but I will be driving the car!!!! I am looking forward to the trip, looking forward to lovely sunshine, interesting sites and fun challenges. I am looking forward to spending the month with my father, sharing his interest in wildlife and meeting up with him at lunch and in the evening or whenever he – or his bike –  run out of steam.

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