On Madison heading East
What turned into a regular daily walk from the hotel on Madison to breakfast (also on Madison) then to the subway to get to any of our chosen uptown or downtown destinations.
Pet Sematary
Mixed reports circulated on this spot for years. Appears to be closed now, possibly for the better. Better not to delve too deep into the details to save my more sensitive visitors. The old animals home on the quays in Cork.
Damn Posers!
Gemsbok in the American Museum of Natural History in New York City posing for a photo. No need to ask them to hold still in this case.
Sit this one out
Eoin standing the balcony overlooking the dancefloor at Kevs wedding. Carefully guarding his fresh pint of Murphys. In the background, a couple of those pesky bloody photographers. Flicking back through these reminds me that I still have to get the rest of Kev & Eithne’s wedding photos processed. It’ll happen before the end of the year, of that I’m sure!
Chelsea Hotel
On arriving in the city and settling into the hotel (not this one though), what do you think the first thing we did was? Took a stroll around the streets in the direction of B&H of course…
Off tae stockies
The usual weekend pilgrimage to Cowdenbeath Racewall for some stock car racing. As if that wasn’t enough, just to prove this all took place in Scotland I submit for your attention the above photograph. As always, a wonderful place to spend a weekend. Scotland that is, not a race track. But that’s not bad either.
Around Blackrock
The opposite side to another shot posted previously. Looking back on Tivoli as we circle around to head back. It’s all gone a bit Cork this weekend. Hope anyone that traveled to get some jazz into them enjoyed it and similarly, I hope anyone that traveled to get away from the jazz enjoyed that. I suspect we’re just walking in the door back from the airport about now, having spent a lovely weekend in Scotland. God bless the person whoRead More
Bike Parking
Chained up to the railings outside the Odlums building on the docks. Possibly a bike, possibly something else entirely. Eh… Maybe a large, rabid turnip? Whatever it was and however rabid it was, it’s long gone now.
Brian’s Bridge
A fairly uninteresting shot of the Brian Boru bridge over the river Lee, taken from a corner of Michael Collins bridge. This is not Clontarf bridge, that’s on the other one that looks the same as this one. You’ll find that over near the city hall, where it’s been for a while now. Glad we cleared that up. Even though it’s not exactly the most awe inspiring shot, I still like it for some reason. But then, I am quiteRead More
Odlums
Time for one form the home town! Easily my favorite building on the docks in Cork. Rarely seen like this, there are normally truck trailers left outside the building or a large puddle of green ooze blocking any chance of getting near it. I’d give a left something to get inside there and take a few shots.
Hello down there!
Julie, having deposited her 50¢ into the curiously designed binocular coin box, proceeded to spy on the unsuspecting inhabitants of New York City. The crafty devil…
All Things Still Dublin
Thanks are once again due to the hard working bar staff at the Radisson SAS Royal Hotel. Very helpful, friendly bunch of people who kept the beer fuelled mayhem progressing nicely all night long at the web awards last weekend. Looking at a photo taken in the same spot last year, I realise two things. One, the Guinness was significantly better this year (or maybe I\’m just getting used to it) and two, I’m nearly a year living in Dublin.Read More
And the winner is…
As I’m currently processing shots from last nights Web Awards, I thought I’d throw up a quick taste. This is Rick performing his usual duties. Definitely got it down to a fine art at this stage. If you won, are a sponsor or are just interested in seeing the photos, keep an eye on the awards website over the coming days.
Concentrate
As if your life depended on it. Speeding down the home straight toward the finish line at Mondello Park. It’s been quite a while since I did a lap of Mondello on my own bike. But then again, that was a barge compared to what these guys were on. Well, that was a barge compared to a Ford Fiesta.
Poulnabrone
Looking back through some of the film I’ve actually managed to scan, I can’t understand why I’ve blogged so little of the Burren. This is Poulnabrone Dolmen, a popular spot for the tourists…
Mondello Masters
Too much time spent with the truly epic 300mm f2.8L IS. Darragh’s 300 2.8 for that matter. Can’t understand how I didn’t have a link to Darragh’s blog here either. Maybe because I’m truly awful at keeping up with peoples blogs these days? Anyway, wonderful event. I’d forgotten how good it was to photograph bike sport. Last time around it was motocross, a lot slower and a little easier (although a lot more muddy) than the masters. But bloody hellRead More
Leeside Vice
Part of the photowalk at the weekend was a feckin brilliant trip out for four volunteers on a 7.5 liter V8 speedboat. To say it went like shit through a goose is, as you\’d expect, an understatement. It’s all a bit \’Miami Vice’. Without the good looking women in bikinis. Or the skyscrapers. Or Don Johnson.