Category Archives: Photographs: Travel

Sharpsville

Sharpsville
“Sharpsville” — A person walks by the Sharpsville store in Dublin’s Temple Bar district.

On trips like our recent one to the British Isles, I operate in at least two distinctly different photographic modes: landscape photographer (s my recent Scotland work) and street photographer. During our visit to Dublin I was almost exclusively in the latter mode. Dublin is a rich location for street photography. There are crowds of people, and the city has a vibrant, alive feeling. There are also lots of fascinating old and sometimes nicely weathered building.

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Wheat Field and Building Clouds

Wheat Field and Building Clouds
“Wheat Field and Building Clouds” — Thunderheads rise above a Cotswolds wheat field.

If you are following along, it may start to be difficult to follow the itinerary of our late-spring trip to the British Isles. We started in Scotland, spent time in Ireland, then headed to England for about three weeks. The first week in England was spent on a walk between villages in the Cotswolds. We had heard about people doing that, and it sounded fun — and we were able to meet up with relatives who live in Europe.

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Cubist Wall

Cubist Wall
“Cubist Wall” — A wall of rectangles and colors, Cork, Ireland.

When we travel we like to combine the new with the familiar. That was true on our recent trip — the Scotland portion was an extension of the familiar, and Ireland was new to us. That’s right, this was our first visit to the Republic of Ireland. We know there is much, much more to Ireland than we could see in a week, but on this trip we focused on three cities: Dublin, Galway, and Cork. This photograph comes from Cork.

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Duncansby Stacks

Duncansby Stacks
“Duncansby Stacks” — Sea Stacks at John O’Groats on Scotland’s North Sea Coast.

Our big loop through northwest Scotland began at Inverness, went to Skye, then headed north with stops at Ullapool and Altnaharra. From there we crossed the northern coast to John O’Groats. Why John O’Groats? it feels like one of the more remote places in Scotland – it is on the North Sea and beyond there are only the Orkney Islands. I also recall running into a cyclist on our previous visit to Scotland who was riding from the furthest south point in England to John O’Groats, and that piqued my interest.

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