The sun sets on 2007

The final day of the year 2007. It’s cloudy and misty and rain is in the air. Very mild for this time of year actually.

2007 was a mixed bag for many people. It was a year of extremes – joy and sadness in equal measures, but life changing for myself and my wife as our son Adam was born into the world this year.

This sunset was shot at Garrettstown Beach a few weeks ago. Dedicated to the memory of Gerry who visited that beach with us before she passed away.

Evening sky over Cork City

Darkness descends on the City of Cork and the lights of the Grand Parade spill from the windows. In the background is St. Finbarr’s Cathedral and the rest of the urban environment heading out west.

This image is quite similar to another Grand Parade shot from about a month ago. This one isn’t quite as wide, and was created from one RAW image, shot after the sun had gone down.

Like yesterday’s shot of the landmarks this was also taken at the top of the Grand Parade car park!

Waves at Couminole

The waves crash on to the beach at Couminole on Slea Head, Co. Kerry.

Standing where I was when I took this image was scary. Huge waves lifting up water to head height before crashing down mere feet in front of me.

Is that Skellig Michael in the background?

Shadows on Slea Head

Shadows from the broken clouds above play over the landscape on Slea Head in Co. Kerry. Every moment was a different photo until the rain eventually caught up with us!

Yellow Walking Man

An arrow points the way for walkers near Wine Strand on the Dingle Peninsula. Across the water is Ballydavid or Baile na nGall.

Beautiful clear skies, lovely calm water. Ideal weather.


The town of Dingle, or “An Daingean” as it’s officially known as now. The name change has upset many local people who mourn the loss of their identity and fear that the brand recognition of the name Dingle will be lost on (mostly American) tourists who flock here through out the summer.

The 2005 Placenames Order changed the name and it’s an utterly silly law. Yes the town is in an Gaeltacht, the Irish speaking part of the country. Yes, more people (hopefully?) speak Irish in those parts than in others, but a region does not survive on it’s own without interaction with non-Irish speaking people. I’m all in favour of An Gaeilge but this law is wrong.
Luckily, locals have stencilled the word “Dingle” back onto most signage but they missed a few signs here and there.