Boughaill; the Comeraghs; Gougane Barra…
October 1st, 2006: Boughaill
(in Kerry, right next to Carrauntuohill – the highest peak in Ireland at 1,039 meters)
A suite Australian dude & his found headpiece.
I often wonder how sheep navigate such awkward terrain – well, some don’t & this is evidenced by fresh skeletons like his. Most farms here work as cooperatives, so they put a bit of paint on their sheep to identify who they belong to and then let them roam.
Well, this house must be condemned – but I think there is a lack of eminent domain in Ireland? Anyone capable of explaining this to me a bit better?
Christmas in October.
October 8th, 2006: the Comeraghs: unpictured
This was out in Waterford, near the border of Tipperary & consisted of the wettest, most sickening (as in: causing or inducing sickness; ie. fuck the following week of me nursing the nastiest cough & cold) day I’ve ever had outside.
October 15th, 2006: Gougane Barra
Roddy & Julian & some goddamn James Bond bullshit that went on all day.
Most of my group – the flattest portion, a level ring around a lake.
At least this fog makes for good photographs of people & enhances color.
Looking down towards our descent. Trees are curiously rare; only 6% of Ireland is covered in trees even though the moist & mild climate of Ireland is ideal for rapid tree growth & trees grow at a rate of 3x faster than in mainland Europe.
Are my pictures becoming redundant yet? Where are the people?
I would really like to come back for a long camping trip here.