Saturday
Weather has helped us decide to stay in Kilmore Quay over the weekend; we’ll tank water and diesel before moving onwards, and onwards is currently aimed at Glandore (may as well get as far down as we can, if we can).
Kilmore Quay facilities are small, but perfectly fine for a small visitor contingent. One washer/dryer (5 EUR per machine!), and a coin-based shower system where one Euro gets you 4 minutes (unpausable) of hot water.
We arrived on Saturday, and promptly went ashore for fish and chips at what is meant to be Ireland’s best chipper. The beer battered fish was absolutely delicious, the chips – eh, chippy chips.
Sunday
Sunday started out grey and damp, so perfect for doing a load of laundry and showering. We also visited the Memorial Park that’s at Kilmore Quay – sobering to see all the names of the people lost at sea.
Forlorn Point 
Hi gull 
The marina and slip 
Fishing fleet 
The variable weather that made us think it was a good time for an afternoon walk
The day then turned fine(r), so we donned some clothing suitable for the walking trail through the dunes etc, and went for a walk. Packed the picnic blanket in case we wanted to stop anywhere and have a sit-down, and this turned out to be quite fortuitous, as the forecast wasn’t quite right.
The fishing fleet 
Clearing weather over the Saltees 
Surfers eye up the break west of Forlorn Point
We came across some moths enjoying the nectar of some flowers – I think they’re six-spot burnets (archive). It was good to have my 105mm Nikkor Micro lens on me, as it’s purpose made for doing macro work, though normally you’d do it with a tripod and possibly lights.
Burnet and bee 
Burnet 
Bee 
Burnet on a different flower 
Two burnets 
Burnet and bee
Half way through the walk, after changing from jeans to shorts, the rain swept in out of the south, and the picnic blanket was rapidly turned into a big poncho to cover both of us. Worked pretty well, and the drops of rain were not small!
We then spent the next hour+ on the beach, taking photos of the scenery, the crashing waves, patterns of rocks, a person fishing, and people surfing the break off of Forlorn Point. Saw some good wipe-outs, and some good runs.
The initial gloom 
The lonely tree 
Breaking wave 
K framing some shots 
Rustle 
50/50 
One for the desktop background rotation 
And in B&W 
It sunnied up a bit 
Not quite the Beatles crossing the road 
A sole angler 
Pulling tricks 
The departing rain and clouds 
Doing well 
Pitching forward 
Yep, gravity is in control 
What surfer? 
Just a break
Tomorrow we’ll head for Helvick as we push west. Tonight’s dinner is using up the leftover chippy chips, leftover chili con carne, and some cherry tomatoes – all cooked in the Boaties oven pan (archive).
K’s capture of the fleet in the lovely light
