Went for a short drive along the coast and the light was not great. Looking up at the Mourne mountains I decide to drive into the hills just North West from them and wait for sun set. Stopping at the view point called the Windy Gap, it wasn’t living up to its name last night. Just a light breeze which got cold has the sun set.
This first show’s the Drumlin’s (small rounded hills) with the Mourne’s in the background. Drumlin’s make up a lot of the country side in County Down.
This and the one below was take with at 200mm on a Tamron 70-200mm zoom lens just has the sun was starting to set.
The sun was setting behind me and the colour was in the clouds behind me. So I walked up a short lane way and took the next few shots.
It was at this point I packed up, I got the heater on in the car and sat and watched the last ray’s drop and pull the night down.
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Sunday morning with a hoar frost covering all the vegetation and the gravel welded together, me and my old pal set off for our morning walk. The cold biting at flesh exposed and the sun rising in the sky it was a beautiful morning.
This part for Ireland has rounded hills called Drumlin’s and within the valleys lough’s of various size. With the sun still low the land contours and the frost covered foliage stood out has the landscape changed with the light acting has a large craving chisel.
And with nay a breeze the lough mirrored the beauty of nature’s landscape plantings. Has my old pal and I wandered around the lanes exploring short off shoots heading down the lough’s edges where others came to fish.
With it being cold the edges around the lough still had ice on them. Carved like cut glass with the remains of last years reeds forming hollow masts. It gave a look like a modern sculpture to the edge.
Reaching the far side of the lake and the sun in our faces we stopped to watch a swan drift by. I turned around and there sitting in the sun my old mate was sat waiting. Getting low I quickly shot a couple of frames.
With the sun reflecting of his coat and the sun in his eyes it was time to make our way back. Like myself he loves his rambles around the lane and lough’s as he checks out every path our wild friends make while living there lives.
This shot was taken in the townland called Carricknaveagh in County down , Northern Ireland. The hill in the distance is called Slieve Croob and on the right you can see the faint outline of Slieve Donard , Northern Irelands highest point. I would be around 20mile/33km from Donard which overlooks the seaside town of Newcastle. If you have ever heard the song “Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea” Well its along this lovely coast.
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