An evening stroll on the deserted beach at Spanish Point in Clare. This reminds me that I need to break out the Bronica again very soon.
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September 2005. This one seems to get rolled out quite often. But why not, I like it! Taken back when I was still very much learning to use my then still new baby, a 20D. Also, Inchidoney is still as excellent as ever.
Fountainstown, sitting on the rocks at the beach one evening after going down to Cork for the weekend. Can\’t help but think of the rule of thirds and how I\’ve possibly not followed it\’s teachings here. Meh, rules are made to be broken. Especially photography rules.
Presumably… One of the many delightful now almost naturally occuring sights on Fountainstown beach. My first outing with the macro lens in quite a bit of time.
In a similar vein to what Donncha posted a few days ago, Fountainstown beach isn\’t a million miles away from Myrtleville. Although, in fairness, it is a hell of a lot cleaner. It\’s (more or less) the next beach across as you\’re walking around the rocky coastline and never fails to present some interesting titbit of thoughtlessly discarded waste on any visit to the spot. Also shot with Al\’s lensbaby.
Ready to save a life. Perpetually pooped on by passing gulls the size of Ford Fiestas. The old model. Marks the start of what is turning into an ever more treacherous stroll across the rocks from Fountainstown to Myrtleville. Makes it all the more enjoyable.
And a fine place it is too! The small shop that has everything, nestled into a corner next to Fountainstown beach, between Carrigaline and Crosshaven in Cork. Sweets, ice cream, buckets & spades, sandwiches, tea, coffee, headstones and more. You\’ll get it all in Angelas Shop. Well, I lied about one thing. They might not have coffee.
Howth beach. A grand day out while the sun shines. Tides out so plenty of beach to play on. But don\’t walk on those ripples of sand for too long in your bare feet or they\’ll start to hurt. Or.. at least that\’s my experience. Although I don\’t think I ever successfully flew a kite. Deprived childhood don\’t ya know.
A castle on Fountainstown beach built with the stony sand mixture, which is all that\’s available at high tide. One of the best beaches for \’beach stuff\’ (i.e. flotsam or litter), possibly only second to the strip of beaches and rocks you\’d travel if you were to walk between Fountainstown and Myrtleville beaches.
Strolling, just like we were, on the rocky beach next to the train tracks. Not many kids out building sandcastles today. Well, not much sand to build them in either. I\’m sure you could have fashioned an impressive rock castle though. Hmm, might have to try that one out.