Trams aren’t made like this anymore. Anyone that’s ever been on the red Luas line could tell you that. In the Glasgow transport museum, best place to go (aside from the pub) when the weather takes a turn.
As per usual, standing in the middle of the stream with my tripod holding my camera mere inches above the water. It’s something that no matter how many times I’ve been to the woods at Gougane Barra, I can’t seem to get away from. At least this time I had the good sense to reclaim some land and build myself a little peninsula before stepping into the unknown. Good day today, wedding went off without a hitch thankfully. Beautiful weather to boot! Looks like the photoblogging contingent that met in Dublin had a bloody good day too!
Waste plywood strewn on the old tracks at Mogeely train station in east Cork. It’s days like we’ve had recently that make me wish I was self-employed again. Back then, if the sun suddenly came out I could conveniently ‘go missing’ from ‘the office’ and jump on the bike with camera in hand. Those days led to many great trips around west Cork and many a fun time was had. Now, some years later it’s all changed. Now I have to have the foresight to ring in sick if I want to do that!
Last time we walked through Knockomagh Wood to the top of the hill at Lough Ine in west Cork, it was so cloudy we could barely see the sea. A bit different to the previous walk up there when it was so clear we could see all the way out to Cape Clear beyond Baltimore and Sherkin Island. This rope swing hangs over a very muddy puddle, dotted with small footprints and the odd assprint.
The woods trail up to the top of the hill is possibly one of the most pleasant (and most energetic) walks in west Cork. Well, one of the most pleasant and energetic I’ve ever been on…