While walking on the beach in Lahinch, Co. Cork, Ireland last summer, I spied this little swimmer exploring the waves. Despite it being high summer, the water was chilly, so dressed in his wetsuit, he ventured out for a swim.
Well, today is clearly a day of ‘water, water everywhere…’ but between the pouring rain and the lochs of water produced by the melting snow, it was simply not conducive to venture out to find a worthy subject. Besides, I distinctly recall when I bought my camera, the salesman told me there were two things that I should avoid: water and sand. So I have done my best to keep both away from the camera!
Given that the climate is not fit for man nor beast, I decided to wander through my archives and hunt for something suitable to the theme that would give me some pleasurable memories and assuage my desire to escape the winter doldrums.
Last summer, while I was in Ireland, I decided to take a weekend trip to Co.Sligo. The day was fierce; “lashing” rain, as they say. But, not to be deterred, I was determined to see as much as possible. So, camera at the ready, I ventured out into the countryside following signs for Glencar Lake and Glencar Falls, favourite haunts of W.B. Yeats, who lived and is buried nearby. Due to the heavy rain, the river was rushing; the power of the water clearly evident as it raced to the lake.
Among the images I captured were these three…
I took this with my 75-300mm lens so it is a bit hard to imagine the size and volume of water that was cascading over the face of that cliff.
Finally, on Glencar Lake, a lone fishing boat moored among the reeds and flowers with the backdrop of the spectacular Irish countryside.