June 2007

This year I persuaded my wife to forsake the sun of Italy with promises of the delights of the sunny south of Ireland. As many people who know me know, I have never been to County Kerry. Well last Saturday the inevitable happened I arrived in a small village in the Galetacht region of the Dingle Pennisula. The sun beamed down on arrival. Great stuff, I thought. The sunny south does exist.

However, that feeling didn’t last long. Sunday morning came and I rose at 4a.m to shoot an image of Sunrise over Smerwick harbour. With an image that I was happy with, I decided to head for a higher vantage point that I had come across the evening before. By the time I got there I got to take one image and by 6.30a.m the rain had came in from the Atlantic and the sun wasn’t to be seen until the following Wedensday.

smerwick

In the preceeding days so much rain came that I think in my next life I am destined to be a Shaman performing rain dances bringing rain to the driest places on earth. I am a patient person at the best of times, but three days with dull grey skies was enough to drive me to the pub and bring on a bout of creative depression. Meanwhile my wife took every opportunity to get a sarcastic dig in about the wonderful sunshine in the sunny south.