Wet boots
18th October 2013
One day last week I was on achill Island for the afternoon. I had visited my favourite beach, Keem Strand. I had not intended to stay as long as I did but as often happens the time passed quickly, and I suddenly realized if I did not leave immediately I would not make it back for the evening class I was teaching in Ballyglass.
So I packed up as quick as I could and started back, As I passed through Dooagh I looked to my right to see this lovely light on the beach, I just could not resist!!! so I slammed on the brakes and reversed back to turn into the car park, then grabbed the camera with the 80-200mm lens and ran down the beach to get into position. I shot off a few shots, ran back up the beach and recommenced my journey . I got to the class on time, just, and calmly walked in not pretending I was in any rush .The giveaway that I had not just come from home, was the wet boots and trouser legs, covered in sand!
So I packed up as quick as I could and started back, As I passed through Dooagh I looked to my right to see this lovely light on the beach, I just could not resist!!! so I slammed on the brakes and reversed back to turn into the car park, then grabbed the camera with the 80-200mm lens and ran down the beach to get into position. I shot off a few shots, ran back up the beach and recommenced my journey . I got to the class on time, just, and calmly walked in not pretending I was in any rush .The giveaway that I had not just come from home, was the wet boots and trouser legs, covered in sand!