I would like to share with you my observations of our Sunday outing last week.
When you opened your curtains or blinds at 6:30 on that faithful morning in your Sponge Bob pj’s and said to yourself “well no one is going to take photographs in that weather” you were wrong five people turned up.
When you have good company and great conversation in the car and you get to your destination before you realise it.
When we got to Waterford, I said to Linda “Shit are we in Waterford?” and I will never forget her reply as long as I live “Yep” (Powerful)
We only got lost once, started heading back the way we came.
We arrived at Mahon Falls and Linda needed to find a rock, let’s just say the area around the rock will take a little bit longer to dry out then the rest of the field.
When all five people arrived at the carpark we headed to the falls, a twenty-minute trek on a level gravel track, God it was tough. Sherpas and donkeys at the front and we followed at the rear.
We all assumed our positions and had our first casualty, Linda caught her finger in her tripod. A rooky mistake, blood everywhere. I gave her my only tissue, I found out later that was a big mistake.
I ventured into the water close to the waterfall, wanted to re-enact the Timotei ad where the girl washes her hair with shampoo under the waterfall naked but for some reason everyone shouted out “NO” “Don’t do it” I didn’t.
Back to photography. I set up my camera and realised my big mistake I should not have given Linda my only tissue, I needed it to wipe the spray off the front of my lens. Rooky mistake.
I moved to higher ground, took some photos and started back down a steep incline. Leaned back too far, tried to regain my balance but fell right on my back and camera bag. The weight of my bag was too much and gravity took over. I was like a turtle on its back rocking back and forward trying to get up. Eventually I managed to get up and realised no one saw what had happened. My pride was still intact.
I found out that Cepta loves “Dutch Gold” so much so when she found an empty can in the water she nearly wet herself with excitement.
Ursula dose a mean impression of Scarlet O Hara from Gone with The Wind.
Linda found out it only takes .035555 seconds to get your bum soaked when you fall on wet mud. (What a sight looking from the back)
We all took our photos and went back to our cars. We headed off to Waterford for a nice cuppa and a scone wondering why Mike and Ursula were not following behind us, we found out later back in the Granville Hotel (which by the way is mad busy on Sundays for a carvery lunch, be prepared to wait in a que for a long time.) Mikes car had got stuck in the mud and needed three people plus Ursula to push him out.
We also found out that Ken is a very good landscape photographer, he showed us some of his photos of lakes and mountain on his tablet (who would have known). He told us a great story of when himself and his wife walked up to the top of Croagh Patrick and his wife needed to do a wee, I have to redact the rest of this story from my diary as I did not get permission from Ken or more importantly his wife to tell the rest of it. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Everyone had a great laugh and “thank you” Ken for finishing off a brilliant day.
Myself, Linda, Cepta, and Ken left the hotel while Ursula and Mike finish their lunch.
The rest of the events from that day fall under the category
“What Goes On Tour Stays On Tour”
Liam Beattie AIPF
Austin. I am sure this is full of grammatical errors. (Too bad)