I went for a walk.

Sunday morning and its a warm and slightly overcast I downed the last of my coffee. Grabbed the camera and decided to go for a walk. Over the last few weeks I have been using my Nikon D750 with the 50mm 1:8 G lens. A lens I don’t use very often. I was reading a piece on photography on the net, this photographer shoots mostly with a 35 and 50mm lens. So I thought I’ll give that a go but only with a 50mm lens (I don’t own a 35mm lens) and I decided I would shoot in Black and white. So I set the screen to show my images in B&W even though I shoot in raw. The captured image would still be in colour on the image files.

I live just outside the small village of Kinallen in County Down, Northern Ireland. I turn right right at the end of the road and begin the climb up hill into the village.

The walk up into Kinallen passes a few housing estates and this large farm house sitting among the trees across the road. The hill steepens as I approach the cross-roads.

There is also the local petrol/gas station which is also a small store. This is where I buy my lottery ticket from but I’ve discovered they only sell faulty one’s. Plus they won’t give refunds for them, but it’s a great little store for everyday goods with friendly workers.

Being Sunday morning the store is still closed, in fact I’m the only person about. I turn right onto the Banbridge Road. The only sound bar my heavy breathing after that hill is the birds singing, more pleasant on the ear.

I have seen this seat only when I have been driving, I crossed the road to photograph it and find out who it was dedicated to. I have no idea who she was or what caused her death since I only moved here a few years back. I’ll ask some of the ladies who work in the store whenever I’m back in there. A few hundred metres on and I turn right onto the Skeagh Road. It’s downhill here past the last houses in the village and back out into the countryside. During the week this can be a busy road plus its narrow and has no footpath/sidewalk. Its popular with walkers in the evening and weekends.

Its not telling me to slow down but drivers because there is a junction on the right just a short distance ahead.

Did you lose a cyclists water bottle ? There was a cycle race a couple of weeks back which finished at the top of the hill I just came down. I guess someone lighten the load before the sprint uphill to the finish line.

I turned onto Mayfield Avenue, here the road narrows close to being a single track road. Not much traffic on this road.

I did notice the road sign sat at the same angle as road, level with the road. great job lads…. no its not the way I held the camera. (note: must check this next time I’m over that way:) now where was I. Oh yes.

Just after turning into Mayfield Ave I spotted two poles supporting a garden fence. Let me show you.

We had a storm here a few months back, winds up to 120 MPH, It looks like they are waiting for the next one. Better hope it come from the same direction.

With the morning sun spotlighting parts of the road I met a lady walking a couple of dogs . We chatted for a few minutes, she declined to having her photo taken. So that’s why you get to see just the road.

In Ireland a tree that stands alone in a field is known as a fairy tree, it’s the entrance to middle earth and brings bad luck to any person that destroys it.

The cattle don’t seem to worry to much about it. It’s rare to see them still have horns, most get dehorned but I still would not like to be hit by one.

Its about now I get the smell of one of the country sides worst smells. Slurry spraying.

A true assault on the senses.

That’s the source, never a day off in the farming world. A dry day to get the fields sprayed. These guy’s fill this narrow road, glad I’m walking.

For any one from outside the UK or Ireland these roads are for two way traffic with a speed limit of 60 mph, yes that’s correct unless it is signed otherwise. Thought I would share that with you.

Ok not long to go now, hang in there and I’ll brighten the ending up for you. And we have Trespass laws here as most land is private.

No uninvited person please.

The Gate Lodge, A pretty stone build cottage which at some time would have been part of a large estate.

A short distance on and a runner with two dogs passes me, by the time I got the camera raised I saw his back disappear around the bend ahead.

Once pass this old farm building and climb the steep hill which starts here and goes on till the road ends. I have a short walk from there home. I hope you have enjoyed your walk in little part of Ireland. Thank you all for visiting and hopefully we will met again.

Some colour to finish, take care.

12 responses to “I went for a walk.”

  1. Janet Avatar

    Hi George! I had no idea that you had resumed work on your blog. I’m so sorry for not keeping up! I love the images and your narration. Enjoy your day and I’ll be catching up! -Janet

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    1. George McNeill Avatar

      Hi Janet, yes trying to get back into blogging, still trying to get back to once a week but still slipping back. I get there.

      Thanks for the comment

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  2. Penn,… Avatar

    Such a lovely walk, … and a very entertaining narration, … I enjoyed both, … it’s a shame about faulty lottery tickets, … I’ve decided not to buy any, anymore… and thank you for the photos of the lovely flowers at the end, … beautifully coloured, growing naturally as nature intended. 💫

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  3. George McNeill Avatar

    Thank you, my story telling is on par with my luck on buying lottery tickets.

    The pink Wild Rose was called the dog rose where I grew up. The large daisy we call the Cow daisy, they grow on poor soil areas. The last white and pink flower is the Honeysuckle. After flowering the finger like blub that grew we would suck on these for their sweet taste.

    click on photos they should open full size.

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    1. Penn,… Avatar

      The top photos opened full size, George, …but the lower ones, …were stubbornly uncooperative, …even though I kept tapping with my stylus, …tsk! …mind you, gave me a chance to see them again, …💫

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  4. George McNeill Avatar

    Hi Penn, I tried opening them on a tablet not belonging to me. They opened with a double tap.

    Try tapping the blog title first and seeing if it opens onto the blop post.

    Its a bit like reading the front page but the full story is inside the covers.

    Not a 100% sure that it will work but a friend who was travelling across Canada a few years back had a similar problem. That cured it for him.

    Thank you for trying and informing me.

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  5. moragnoffke Avatar

    I love your description and your photography is gorgeous! It’s nice to get to know Ireland a bit. Thank you.

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    1. George McNeill Avatar

      Welcome and thank you for the follow. I look forward to reading your content. I always have felt Scotland is my second home,a places I’ve visited many times.
      Thank you.

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      1. moragnoffke Avatar

        You are welcome.

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  6. AM Roselli Avatar

    Hi George, always wonderful knowing you and your camera are out there in the world capturing the beautiful moments

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    1. George McNeill Avatar

      Hello AM, it’s good to see you back posting, I loved your sculpture’s. Thank you for your comment.

      Hope all is well with you. Take care AM.☘️

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      1. AM Roselli Avatar

        Okay over here George 🙂 (excluding the current insane US gov)

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Motorcycles and places to photograph.

“I may not have a therapist, but I do have my motorcycle.”

Irish Photo Rally 2025, It’s been a couple of years since I done any of the photo points but I decided to do some of them this year. Not sure I’ll get round them all but there’s still time.

For those that do not know what the Irish Photo rally is, at it’s simplest there are 24 points across Ireland where you ride your motorcycle too and photograph it at each point. The points change each year and take you to places you would never think of going. A great way to see the Island and the diversity of the history and landscapes it offers. There is no order in which you have to follow when doing them, for me I break the points into day rides and weekend breaks. So anything north of Dublin I can cover in day rides, South of Dublin weekend breaks.

Here is a link to the Irish Photo Rally site, the map and locations. https://irishphotorally.ie

My day out covered about 270 miles/ 400km and it took in five rally points, numbers 4,6,5,7 and 8 in that order.

Number:4
Region: “Down/Armagh”
Province: Ulster
Name: Giant Sliotar
3km W of Lurgan
Coordinates:
Irish Grid : IJ 04891 58928   
Degrees Minutes Seconds : N54 28’ 05″ W6 22’ 59″

Sliotar

A sliotar or Sliothar is a hard solid sphere slightly larger than a tennis ball, consisting of a cork core covered by two pieces of leather stitched together. Sometimes called a “hurling ball”, it resembles a baseball with more pronounced stitching. It is used in the Gaelic games of hurling, camogie, rounders and shinty. Wikipedia

Number:6
Region: “Fermanagh/Tyrone”
Province: Ulster
Name: The Big Lathe
Coalisland
Coordinates:
Irish Grid :  IH 83780 662870
Degrees Minutes Seconds:  N54 32’ 17″ W6 42’ 23″

I have included the coordinates with each photo for those that wish to see the street views on Google maps if they are available.

Number:5
Region: “Cavan/Monaghan”
Province: Ulster
Name: Derryheen Church of Ireland
2km W of Butlersbridge
Coordinates:
Irish Grid : IH 39117 09994
 Degrees Minutes Seconds : N54 02’ 16″ W7 24’ 13″

I will have to remember to stop and take some photo’s from the places I pass through, I just remembered this area had beautiful country side with great views across small lakes. I do this all the time, I enjoy ride riding my bike, admiring the views but forget to record them. I’ll have to try and show more of this beautiful island I live on.

Here’s is a link to the famous ‘Myles the Slasher’ http://www.irishidentity.com/stories/myles.htm

It was a warm day and motorcycle gear is great while riding but you overheat when stopped, There was a little cloud cover where I took this photograph. I got a bottle of water from the little shop in the background and the lady serving was saying, it’s great having all these good looking bikers calling in to see her, but there was a few exceptions. Hmmm. Sure the Irish have a great sense of humour.

So it’s on to the last one of the day, this one had me looking for something I discovered does not exist anymore. But there is a sign.

Number:8
Region: “Louth/Meath”
Province: Leinster
Name: Postman’s Hut
10km west of Kells
Coordinates:
Irish Grid : IN 63627 76594
Degrees Minutes Seconds:  N53 44′ 07″ W7 02′ 12″

Okay, I know I took a few more photograph’s of this site where the last postman hut stood. I can’t find them. This reminds me of standing in front of my school teacher telling her the dog eat my homework, honest Miss young it did…

There are good views of this on Google street view, I did check..

For those that have made it this far Thank you for joining me on my day out. I will try and take some non- photo rally photographs on my journey’s to other rally points.

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Drumballyroney Church

Drumballyroney church sits on top of a hill with views across county Down into the Mourne mountains.

One view from the church carpark.

The church is also known as The Bronte church. Patrick was born in the parish of Drumballyroney and this was the family church. He was born in 1777 and died 1861. He was the father of the writers Charlotte, Emily and Anne Bronte.

He was a teacher until 1802 when he won a scholarship to study theology at St John’s collage, Cambridge. It was here he changed his name from Brunty to Bronte, the Greek word for thunder.

He taught at the school beside the church for a short while before going to Cambridge after which he ordained as a Deacon of the Church of England in 1806 and entered the priesthood in 1807.

The school and a photo taken through the window. https://sevenov.com/patrick-bronte/?amp=1

Theres more history in the above link on the life of Patrick Bronte.

Next are some photos taken for around the graveyard in the evening till the sun started to set.

This church is the first stop on The Bronte Homeland trail.

Thank you for joining me on this visit to the Irish part on the Bronte story.

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It’s in the eyes.

Meet the Sparrowhawk (Accipiter nisus) a bird of prey that is a specialist small bird eater. It uses hedges and buildings for cover to get closer to it’s prey. It is an exceptionally agile hunter commonly seen hunting in woodland, wooded farmland and urban green spaces. Also they turn up around bird feeders in gardens.

I was sitting in the van monitoring a possible bird of prey nest site, when movement caught my eye in a tree on the other side of the road. It was those eyes looking at me as I froze, not want to scare it off I remained still. It settled and started looking around, so it didn’t see me as a threat. I lifted the camera and leaned over so I could photograph it from the open passenger side window. I got around twenty photos before a passing vehicle scared it off.

The next photograph is off a pair of Pheasants (Phasianus colchicus), a male and female. They appeared from a gateway down the road from me, so my camera is never far away. This handsome bird is thought to have been brought into the UK around 2000 years ago by the Romans. They are now found across the whole of the UK and Ireland. The male mates with more that one female who is left to raise the chicks alone. A clutch of pheasant eggs typically comprises 8–15 eggs. Usually, one egg a day is laid by the hen bird. Once the final egg of a clutch has been laid, the clutch is then incubated for 23– 25 days before the chicks all hatch within a 12-hour window. They remain with the female till around 8 weeks old. Most are raised in the UK on large country estates for game shooting.

Thank you for visiting and joining me out and about in Northern Ireland.

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First Posting in a couple of years.

There as been a few changes in my life over this last couple of years, changes where I stepped back from posting. Taking time to look after myself from the stress of my employer moving me to a different location to work. I survived and retired in December 2024.

So my first post is about volunteering with the RSPB as a Conservation Officer on The Northern Ireland Red Kite Project.

These birds were reintroduced back into the north of Ireland in 2008 with young birds from Wales. 2010 saw the First Red Kites to hatch in Northern Ireland in 200 years.

They are monitored most of the year, Winter means being out in all weathers till dark doing Roost counts. These birds like some other birds of prey are social and roost in groups, first we need to find the roosting sites. Then count how many are there, This information is relayed back from all the volunteers from different roosts. it gives an indication of how many are in the area.

Red Kites hunting for food.

You can see in the above photos wing tags on some of the birds, brown tags on the left wing means it a Northern Ireland bird. The colour tag on the right wing gives the birth year, there are numbers and letters on the tags which help in with nest and year information. Also you can see the forked tail from which it gets it name.

Next comes Spring and nest building time. Red kites mate for life and will reuse the same nest if they were successful in rearing a family in it the previous year. But if unsuccessful will move to a new nest site. This becomes race to find them before the trees get their leaf covering. Plus we get help from the public who report possible nest sites. We monitor the nest for the sight of chicks, when they are five to six weeks old the identification tags are fitted to the wings and leg. you have to be licensed to handle and tag these birds.

Young Red Kite waiting to be tagged While in the other photo it’s getting a leg ring fitted. Notice the young birds just stay still, they play dead.

I will give some measurements and weight for adult birds .

Length: 60-66cm or 23-26 inches

Wingspan: 154-170cm or 60-67 inches

Weight: 750-1600g or 1.6-3.5 pounds

We watch the young Kites getting stronger by the week as they lose their down for full feathers, flapping their wings to build strength for flight. Once flying juveniles move on after four weeks.

Its at this time we get a short break before autumn arrives and the dark evenings. Time to warp up warm and look forward to roost counting season.

I’ll leave you with a few photographs of this beautiful bird and thank you stopping by.

Stay safe,

George.

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4 responses to “First Posting in a couple of years.”

  1. doerfpub Avatar

    First off, congratulations on the retirement. I can definitely say I never looked back after making that call. Now the Red Kite…wow, that is a cool bird. We have the White tailed variety over here to enjoy, but I do really like your resident variety. Thanks for introducing me to this species!

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    1. George McNeill Avatar

      Thank you for your comment, yes retirement is a great gift to ones self. More time to spend in nature.

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  2. A Curious Introvert Avatar

    Welcome back and you’ve been missed!! Congratulations on your retirement and new volunteer opportunity! Looking forward to seeing some of your wonderful photos as you enjoy less stressful times.🙂

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  3. Janet Avatar

    Happy retirement George, and what a great way to volunteer! Love the shots of it in flight.

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Rathlin Walk 3: the wildlife

My last post was about the walk out to Rue lighthouse. This is the photographs of the wildlife I took while out on the trail. I hopefully will give them the right I.D, so I hope you enjoy the photos.

So the first photos show the Eider duck.

Eider Duck.

Next up is three photos of a Curlew ( NUMENIUS ARQUATA)

A few more minutes along the coast a few more ducks showed up, I think these might be Male Mallard (eclipse) and a Wigeon (rufous female) at the back. The next photo is of a Wigeon (rufous female)?

Wigeon

The first bird to be photographed has I move away from the coast is a Stonechat (male) sitting on a wire fencing.

Male Stonechat

The Coot is up next, this is a very common bird here in Ireland found on all types of water ways.

Coot.

The next bird I post on my last blog post has a Golden eye, after looking closer I think it’s a female Tufted Duck

Tufted Duck

I’m now off road and walking up towards the clipp top trail when I hear the call of a Buzzard (BUTEO BUTEO)

Buzzard

Buzzard

Just before the cliff top trail a flock of Curlew’s flew pass.

Curlews in flight

The next batch of photographs were taken from the ruin cottages down by the coast near Rue lighthouse

Rock Pipit.

Seals and Eider Ducks

The walk back to Church Bay was by road, and it along the first mile this photo’s were taken.

Again I heard the call of Buzzards, this time there was two riding a thermal over the hills I had just walked. They were at the limit of my lens but I got this shot above.

This I’m not sure off but might be the Devil’s – bit Scabious.

Black Bird male. these birds will start to change their diet at this time of year. Feeding on more fruits in this case black-berries .
Common Carder bee

I have just got back to walking along the coast, a small sandy beach nests in the rocky coast line. I blimb down a take a seat on a sandy bank at it’s edge. It’s from here I get some of the small waders feeding here.

Dunlins feeding along the waters edge.

The last two images are Little Ringed Plovers .
I believe the two images above are of a Rock Pipit.

These are the last birds I photographed before entering the village. Again I’ll leave you with this photo of the Kelp house .

thank you for viewing

George mc Neill.

A walk on Rathlin island part 2.

It’s been a couple of weeks since my walk on Rathlin, the weather was grey and heavy rain has I left home. It rained for most of the 80 mile trip to Ballycastle to catch the 8.30am ferry across to the island. But half a hour before the ferry was due to leave the sky cleared and a beautiful morning took it’s place. The 35 minute crossing was a little choppy with a strong breeze roughing the water. The sun was now reflecting bright from the white houses that line Church Bay has we came into the harbour.

Coming into the harbour area of Church Bay.

Looking back at at part of the Church Quarter on my out to Rue lighthouse.

It was time to remove my coat and enjoy the warmth of the morning sun, get a hat on to protect my naked head from the sun and wind.

Island life can be hard on all people and objects.

A short walk and I’m leaving the main Church Quarter on the flat single track road that ends and gives way to the hills ahead.

It seems I’m the only walker heading this way.

The remains of the build on the right in the above photo is the Kelp house. It dominates the view for the next quarter mile. Before I get there I stop to get a few more photos. The beauty that surrounds you here make for a slow hike and a lot of photo opportunities. The colours turning to warm autumn tones, the sounds of the water kissing the shore fills a soul with contented peace.

A look back at the rugged landscape to holds Church bay.

Enjoying breakfast on the wild natural grasslands.

The Klep house.

A little history on the Kelp house.

Heading into the old building you get a feel of it’s size, the work that went into building the stone walls. The closeness of the sea and the views back towards the village.

Using a longer focal length lens to close the distance across the bay.

This Rock Pipit has stood and watched me invade it’s space. Thank you little one..

I was going to show you the wildlife I photographed on this walk but it would make for a long blog post. so I’ll add a few and put the rest into another post.

So on with the walk, shortly after leaving the Kelp house the hills start. from the ferry to where I go off road to follow the Roonivoolin Trail is around 1.75 mile. This trail takes you across fram land and its livestock, so if you have a fear off cattle or sheep it’s probably not for you. The path starts along the side of a small lough where I spotted a coots and golden-eyes on the water.

A Coot, if you have ever heard of the saying ” as baldy has a Coot” well you would have if you lived in the UK or Ireland. It’s thought the saying relates to this bird.

And here is the beautiful little Golden- eye duck, you can see how it got it’s name. These little ducks feed by diving for there food so you never know where they will surface.

The path is muddy and slippery underfoot has I follow the trail markers on the gentle climb towards the sea cliffs watched over by hardy hill sheep.

I love those eyes and the texture in the horns. In fact heres a close up below, not sure that you would agree with me but that eye is great.

You’ll never pass a sheep again without looking at it eyes..

Theres always someone to keep you posted the right way on the trail. Terrible pun ,sorry. Another Pipit, not sure if its a meddow or rock Pipit. They all look alike to me.

Another five mintues and you climb over a rickety stile and onto the cliff top walk. the path is a worn trail between a wire fence and a long drop. Watch your step, wet grass is slippery and I don’t fly like the gulls or crows that hug the cliffs.

The clouds are closing in and it looks like rain but with the company of a few woolly sheep leading the way I set off.

I’ll tag behind you..
You can see the dog-leg shape of the island from here. The yellow sign tells you to keep away from the edge, where do they put it… yep you go over to read it…

Great view down the cliffs.

The walk is safe if you stick to the path beside the fence, and take time out to look at the views. I was sorry I didn’t bring a flask of coffee to enjoy my breaks as I sat on a rock with nothing but the sounds of nature, no man make sounds reached me here. Bar the sounds this one made, but that was only my body trying to get air into it…

The next set of photos are some of the splendid views across the island in all directions.

Just follow the cliffs . the background with heavy cloud cover is the mainland of Northern Ireland.

Looking across the island to the East Lighthouse.

The rough lands of the island with Northern Ireland around five miles across the water.

The grand cliff of Fairhead on the County Antrim coast of N.Ireland.

Has you can see from the heavy cloud cover it was looking like heavy rain coming in. Luckly it stayed on the mainland where there were heavy downpours, we remained dry on the island.

Fairhead in N.Ireland, a rock climders heaven. 30+ years ago I climbed a few routes over there.

A moody B&W of the picture above.
Two hooded crows sit awaiting me like Odin’s two Ravens ‘Huginn and Muninn’.

Where the crows sat is the point where you turn away from the cliffs and start a downhill walk back towards the road. Below to the right is my destination, the smugglers cottages and Ushet port.

Ushet Port.

Rue lighthouse.

Dropping downhill I had one more incounter with the wolly guardians of Rue. Just checking this human was leaving…

Watching you..

With another rickity stile to climb over and a final down hill walk I exit unto the road. Swinging right it was down hill to the cottage ruins. This is where i go into stealth mode. Around Ushet port seals come into here, so it’s keep the ruins beween them and me. There is a break in the rear wall of the cottage closest to them,once inside it’s off with the camera bag and set up with a 150 -600 lens. Using the building for cover i get some shots of the seals. Here a shot below, see how I’m greeted.

A friendly wave from them both.

Here is a chopped section of the above shot.

Right it’s time to make my way back to Church Bay, this time its a road walk. There are very few cars on Rathlin so its safe on the roads here.

The call of the Buzzard.

A Bee in a flower.

The last few photos were taken on the walk back to the ferry. The rest of the wild life photos will be in another blog post. If you have lasted this long well done on coming with me on this walk, your are always welcome.

Back to Church bay and a visit to a chippie van, across to the beach and enjoyed the best chips/fries ever. On into the village and got a coffee to go, up to a little park area beside the church and sat enjoying my coffee. I still had a hour to kill before the ferry, I spotted the 3pm ferry getting ready so checked if I could change booking and was onboard in minutes. I sat on the upper outboard deck tucked in out of the wind, packed the camera away( I avoid the saltwater spray) and sat relaxing looking up at the cliffs I’d walked earlier in the day.

I’m going to leave you with two B & W photos I took on my walk back to Church Bay. Again thank you for joining me today.

Church Bay
An end to a beautiful day.

Thank you,

George.

Rathlin Island

Rathlin island sits about six miles off the north coast of Northern Ireland and around 11 miles from Scotland. In the spring/summer months sea birds in there hundreds converge here for the breeding season.

The Island is a dog leg shape around 8 mile long and around 1 mile wide, there are three lighthouses at the three points. The south lighthouse is closest to the N.Ireland shore, the East lighthouse looks out towards Scotland and it here that Robert the Bruce hid in a cave close to the lighthouse during the  First War of Scottish Independence against England. He fought successfully during his reign to regain Scotland’s place as an independent kingdom and is now revered in Scotland as a national hero.

Looking across the Irish sea to Scotland 11 miles away from Rathlin. Island..

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Its’ at the other end off the island the main centre for sea birds lies at the West lighthouse. It’s a reserve run by the RSPB and a bus runs from Church Bay out to the centre. The first thing is the noise from Thousands of sea birds fill the air and the other can be the smell that can fill the air if the wind blows in the wrong direction. But the sight you will never forget.

This is the top of one of the sea stacks, covered mostly with Guillemots.

Guillemots on another sea stack,

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The above photo is from abhainncruises.com and is a view of the west lighthouse. It’s different from the normal due to the light being at the bottom, you can see it here in this image situated in front /bottom of the main building.

The next images will be from the main viewing platform which is on the left of this image.

Kittiwake nests on the ledges high above the shore. These are true seagulls, with non-breeding period spent entirely at sea.

Razorbill, note they lay there eggs on the rock without a nest. Another bird that is rarely seen outside the breeding season. It spends most of it time far out at sea.

Razorbill. A beautiful bird with it’s striking marking on the bill.

Fulmar: to me this is one of our most beautiful seabirds, And to watch them fly in to land is a marvel to watch. They approach at high speed looking like it not stopping, then land so softly. Or to watch them hang on the wind coming off the cliff faces, truly amazing. has the next photograph shows.

Fulmar: Hanging on the breeze.

Fulmar: hanging the breeze.

This is all from Rathlin at this time. Planning a walk around part of the Island soon.

thank you all for viewing, take care

George.

Before I go I’d like to say hello to Evelyn and her mum who chatted to me on the ferry back to Ballycastle. Thank you for taking time to look at some off my images and enjoy your life at university.

ATB George.

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52 week Black and White

Week 11

Continuing this week with another Irish photo rally point. This one is just a couple of mile from my home. The Dromara Destroyers roadracers. Here in Ireland a lot off motorcycle racing is done on public roads that are closed to the public for the days racing. The four that made up The Dromara Destroyers are Brian Reid, Ray McCullough, Trevor Steele and Ian McGregar. I grew up watching this racers through the1960’s, 1970’s and into the 1990’s.

I grew on one of the oldest road racing courses in Ireland, the Temple 100. I include a YouTube link

So back to the Dromara Destroyers garden in the village of Dromara, County Down, Northern Ireland.

Temple 100 road race.

These are just four of the many racers that gave us some great racing here in Ireland. I take my hat off to all of them, the ones that are still racing, the ones retired and those that died too young.

This week one of the biggest road races in the world is happing, The Isle of man TT. Yesterday a local racer lost his life competing on the island.

Davy Morgan R. I. P, and deepest sympathy to his family and friends.

Thank you for dropping by.

George☘️

52 week Black and White

Week 10

I have missed a couple of week’s posts due to a bout of illness. But back on track, so we are going to Ballydevitt Cottage in County Londonderry . I have tried to find some history about this small cottage,without success.

I talked to a local couple but they are only a few years in the area, so at some point I will go back and see if I can get some information about it’s history.

Ballydevitt Cottage

This is another Irish photo rally point, it’s in Aghadowey, County Londonderry.

I’m going to add the coordinates which you can copy to Google maps and go to street view to see the location.

55. 03506100° – 6.64184700°

Have a great weekend and take care.

George☘️