Golden Hour on Lough Aderry

I think this is my first or perhaps second time stopping at Lough Aderry, just outside Castlemartyr in Co. Cork. I’ve passed by there many times but in the evening when the light is good it’s always with the aim of getting home after a possibly long day away.

This evening I did stop as there was a nice sunset. The sun had dipped below a cloudbank just as we arrived but there was still a glow in the air. I was delighted to see swans swimming and feeding in the cool evening air!

An Fear Marbh Through the Storm

On a calm day you can sit on Clogher Beach and see An Fear Marbh lying peacefully on the horizon, its profile supposedly resembling a body laid out in repose. On a day like this, though, you’re lucky to see it at all. The swell was stacking up in layers, each wave tall enough to swallow the base of the island entirely, leaving just the dark ridge floating above a wall of spray and foam.

That golden light breaking through the cloud behind it was almost unfairly cinematic, the kind of scene where you fire off a dozen frames and hope at least one captures what your eyes were actually seeing. The Dingle Peninsula has no shortage of dramatic viewpoints, but Clogher looking west towards the Blaskets in rough weather is hard to beat.

No Swimming. No Kidding.

A storm was blowing on to Clogher Beach recently. Waves so high they’d go over your head. You definitely did not want to drive down there or swim.

Cobh Lights Up for St. Patrick’s Night

Cobh put on a cracker of a display tonight with fireworks over the harbour. We headed across to the Haulbowline Island Recreational Park to photograph the show and we weren’t disappointed.

However, the barge launching the fireworks drifted further along the water than anyone expected, which meant a scramble to reframe shots and swing tripods mid-display. I’d love to know how it looked from the Cobh side. Usually the barge loops back and forth in a fairly tight arc, but this time it had other ideas and kept wandering off down the harbour!

Storm Brewing Over Dingle

Dingle Marina sat there looking calm and civilised. Boats were tucked in, masts upright, everything in order while the sky overhead threatened rain and hid any chance of a sunset from my vantage point.

Luckily, it didn’t rain. The sky just got darker and darker as the sun slipped further around the Earth. The low cloud was not illuminated by the magnificent sun as it descended so I made do with what I had.

Waiting for the Light

Nothing sorts the casual photographers from the committed ones quite like an early morning alarm on a Kerry beach in March. This lot from Blarney Photography Club were out on Cappagh Strand before first light, tripods planted in the wet sand, hoods up, waiting for whatever the sky decided to offer.

The long exposure in the first shot turned them into ghosts which felt fitting, given how they were all standing perfectly still and barely speaking, the universal code of photographers who haven’t had coffee yet. By the time the clouds broke and the pink started to creep in, they’d fanned out along the rocks, each one finding their own angle on the same stretch of coastline. It’s a funny thing, watching people who spend their time making images become the image themselves.

„Where Light Goes to Drown“ (2024)
Photo ©️ Dietmar Bachmann
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One More Photo

I can just imagine the conversation here, “Just one more photo and then we’re done!”

What I like about this moment is that it’s completely unselfconscious. They’re in their own world while the crowd flows around them. There’s a nice irony in being a street photographer photographing someone photographing someone else, a little Russian doll of lenses and intentions.

Low Cloud Over Dingle

Low clouds lay over Dingle town on Friday evening but while it wasn’t the most exciting light, it had a lovely even light without deep shadows. It was a quiet evening with only a few people out walking their dogs and even a couple of tourists!

The Cappagh Sentinel

The sun had risen about 40 minutes before and we were about to leave Cappagh Beach on the Dingle Peninsula when I saw a tree silhouetted against the sun.