During our roadtrip to the South of Europe in July we’ve decided to get off the highway and find a nice place to spend the evening and have some food.
We were lucky enough to end up in Wasserburg!
People warned me that the Military Road up in Wicklow isn’t really accessible when it’s been snowing. And of course I saw the cars parked before the hill. But I’m sure you can guess what happened next: halfway up the hill I started sliding down and ended up beging stuck in the icy snow.. Big thanks to my colleague getting out, pushing my car and giving me directions on how to get out!
I’ve posted photo’s of Sally Gap before but this is the first time I got to see it covered in snow. It was absolutely amazing to be up there, I believe it’s my favourite spot in the Wicklow Mountains!
I’m lucky enough to spend 3 weeks in Cambridge for my new job. This might mean that I’ll be neglecting my blog a bit but at least I’ll have a chance to roam around some lovely cities on the East Coast for the next weekends.
On Sunday early morning I walked out to the river and to this amazing view of the Boston skyline.
After a lovely and lazy sunday listening to music and seeing local art on display we left the covent where all this was organised and that was just in time to watch a beautiful sunset!
We saw the fog creeping up from the river ‘Niers’ over the fields while the sun was setting in the background. Result: both my mom and I ended up with muddy and wet boots in the field trying to take some photo’s while my stepdad was getting cold and hoping for us to come back to the car to go home.
Specially since I moved away I realise that my lovely hometown Gennep doesn’t look too bad every now and then :)
One of the best things about living in Dublin is the distance to Wicklow mountains. It takes us 45 minutes to leave the city and be in the middle of this amazing landscape.
If you follow the military road through the Wicklow mountains, through Sally Gap you’ll find a small parking spot along the Glenmacnass river. You can leave your car and walk a few hundred meters along the river. You’ve been driving through the bogland but when the river falls down into Glenmacnass valley and you’ll have an amazing view of the valley with its sheepfarms, the mountains, forest and the beautiful waterfall. It’s one of my favorite spots in Wicklow!
I visited a real Irish haunted castle! Charleville Castle was built in late 1700 by Charles William Bury, Earl of Charleville and was designed by Francis Johnston, one of the leading architects of the day. When you drive towards Tullamoore in County Offaly in the Irish Midlands you see the castle in the distance but no signs on how to get there. Later we discovered that even though the castle is owned and maintained by one person, the grounds still belong to a distant relative of the Earls who used to live there. The dear old man keeps removing all the signs the owner of the castle puts up.
We found ourselves on a dirt road to a farm at first but eventually we found the road through the dense, old forest that forms the estate. The forest is quite dense, very green and the further you follow the road the more you feel isolated and like you are entering a special place. After passing the old broken gate you see the castle in front of you.
To enter we had to ring a bell on the door, we heard some noise inside but no one opened. The place started to feel a bit scary.. Eventually a nice Romanian girl opened the door and let us through the castle and told us about the history and the alleged ghosts.
Two of the Earls of Charleville were Grandmasters in the Freemasons of Ireland and hat the towers are designed with an eight point star construction . The castle was purposely built on Electro Magnetic Ley Lines.
I’m not sure about the ghosts but I did get a chance to see the ley lines in action. We visited the two towers and when the girl told us that objects would move when holding them above the line or the center I was a bit skeptic so decided to prove her wrong using my own necklace. In the first tower the necklace started to move a bit. I was still convinced this was my own doing. We went on towards the other castle via the hallway where the Earls daughter had died by falling down the staircase. Over here my camera wouldn’t focus. According to our guide it was the ghost. Maybe it was something else though ;)
In the second tower my necklace started to move around rather actively! Not sure what to think of it but it seems odd to me. Maybe it is a special place.. Anyways, they are always looking for volunteers and I’m considering to sign up, just to find out if all the scary stories about nightly visitors are true. At least the place is a lovely photography spot!
Below a bit of history from the Charleville website:
In the 6th century, these lands were part of an ancient monastic site of Lynally, which itself was an ancient Durrow monastic settlement.
Later, in the early days of Ireland’s colonization, when the city of Dublin felt threatened by the wild tribes of the West, these lands became the focal point for the first Stuart, and later more violent Elizabethan, plantations.
Charleville Castle stands in an ancient Oak-forest site on lands that were once part of an estate which began to be assembled following on from a gift of 1,700 acres to the Moore family, made in 1577 by the Queen Elizabeth I.
A member of the Moore family was raised to the Earldom of Charleville, but the title lapsed in 1764 due to the lack of heirs in the direct male line. The lands, however, were eventually inherited by the six-month old infant Charles William Bury, born into Co. Limerick land-owning family, who was importantly, also a grand-nephew of the last Earl.
Tullamoore in these times was a village generally featuring thatched roofs and was largely destroyed by fire in 1785 as result of an hot-air balloon being mismanaged during the 21st birthday celebrations of Charles William Bury. The rebuilding of Tullamoore on an improved plan and scale, with wider streets and more substantial buildings, was sponsored by the trustees and estate of Charles William Bury.
Charles William Bury was created Baron Tullamoore in 1797, and, as a man of considerable wealth, joined into a fashion of castle building by engaging the services of the renowned architect Francis Johnston in the planning of castle to be built near Tullamoore.
The construction of Charleville Castle commenced in 1798 and over the subsequent fourteen years, some fourteen hundreds man-years were involved in the building of what many consider to be the finest neo-Gothic castle in all Ireland. The wonderful craftsmanship involved being mainly due to the skills of Irish people.
Charles William Bury was raised to the restored Earldom of Charleville, as first Earl of the second creation, in 1806.
In 1833, Tullamore, having expanded greatly in population and wealth due to being a terminus of the Grand Canal, was recognised as the county town of the then King’s county in preference to Philipstown which had performed that role since the times of Philip and Mary. The Charleville Estate extended to some 24,000 acres at its zenith but changing fortunes and changing times brought with them new ownership for most of these lands. Amongst the refurbishments to the castle which took place in later years were the addition of stenciling, designed by the celebrated William Morris, to the dining room in the 1890′s.
The Earldom lapsed again for want of heirs in 1885 with the estate passing to the ownership of a niece – Lady Emily.
On Lady Emily’s marriage some years earlier, the family took the name Howard-Bury to comply with certain terms in the title deeds of the Estate they seemed due to inherit. Colonel Charles Kenneth Howard-Bury, a son of this marriage, was notable as an explorer and amateur botanist in the Himalayas. Colonel Howard-Bury, who had twice escaped from prisoner of war camps during the recent “Great War”, was sufficiently recognised as an explorer, linguist and diplomatist, to be appointed leader of the first expedition which set out to climb the Mount Everest in 1920-1921.
Whilst Colonel Howard-Bury was not himself actively involved as a climber, George Mallory and other members of the expedition team reached some 23,000 feet without benefit of oxygen cylinders or other more recent sophistication’s in equipment.
This expedition, which received an enormous public following, effectively provided survey information invaluable to subsequent expeditions and established the North Col route as the route of choice for several early attempts on Everest.
The surname Howard-Bury is reflected in the Latin name of a plant brought back from the Himalaya region by the Colonel. A room in the Royal Geographical Society in London is named in honor of Colonel Howard-Bury.
Following on from this expedition to the Himalayas, the Colonel won a seat in the House of Commons. A later attempt was made at involvement in political life in the Irish Legislature.
Although Colonel Howard-Bury inherited Charleville Castle on his mother’s death in 1931, it was left with only a nominal caretaker staff. Indeed, some years earlier, the Colonel had inherited the smaller and more manageable, but exquisite, Belvedere House near Mullingar – in later years, the Colonel also spent most of his time on an estate he had purchased in North Africa.
Upon the Colonel’s death in 1963, the castle became uninhabited and even has its roof deliberately damaged as a device for the avoidance of paying high local property levies. Given the condition of the roof, the authorities agreed to deem the castle as being a ruin.During the later 1970′s, the long term lease of the castle was taken up by persons who deplored the state into which the castle was falling and a move was made towards turning the tide of neglect and disrepair. Modern day Irish craftsmen with traditional skills have subsequently been involved in a gradual and loving restoration. Fortunately, some of the finest features of the castle (The Gallery, The entrance Hall, Main Staircase and Landing, The Library, The Morning Room and The Dining Room) did not suffer critical damage in the interim.
Two weeks ago the the Liffey was crowded with tall ships. They started a month ago in Portugal and eventually ended up here in Dublin. I’ve said before that this area around the Convention Center and the Samuel Beckett Bridge is one of my favorite parts of Dublin. The city seems clean, spacious and modern around here! Having said that, I love the older, authentic streets too actually..
About the photo, I intended to go out and take some photo’s by daylight. I didn’t manage to do that in time so I found myself between a lot of people blocking my view and without a tripod. I know I should carry one but luckily I usually find an alternative. In this case it was the steering wheel of my bike, worked for me!
Anyways, the big ships and the festivities were a good opportunity to take some more photo’s. I’ll share the photo’s of two guys doing a fire show soon as well.
Can’t. Help. Myself. More. Beach. Photo’s….
I always wanted to live near the sea. It seemed like such a luxury to me, to be able to go out on a sunday morning and take a stroll on the beach. Enjoying the wind and the waves. You can guess how often I’ve done that since I moved to Dublin more than 9 months ago? Indeed, not often enough!
I took these pictures at Killiney beach. Killiney is a small town south of Dublin. The area is amazing to get lost (a little, as far it’s possible over there). We ‘Europeans’ had a bank holiday on Monday. Since it wasn’t a day off for the Irish we managed to find some empty spots. Officially we were heading for another place but we couldn’t resist once we spotted this gem through the trees. After a few dead ends and dodgy roads we managed to park the car close to the beach and we even took a (short and cold!) dip in the sea. It was quite windy and some dark clouds were steadily moving in on us. What do you think of the ‘dreamy’ look of the images? And which one do you like better? The horizontal of vertical perspective?
As I said yesterday, I was too busy with sunbathing, beach visits and a barbecue. Dublin, and the Irish coast for that matter, absolutely transforms when the sun comes out and we reach outrageous temperatures of 23 degrees Celsius. Imagine ;)
After the beach I was invited to a barbecue on a rooftop in Spencer Dock, one of the Oracle employee infested (sorry, occupied) buildings in the city. I lived there myself for a short wile, but I was nine floors down from that particular spot. It’s not that I’m complaining about our current view, but this terrace is the best I’ve seen in this city until now. If anyone thinks they can beat it, please let me know so I can come over and take some pictures!
Tom, once again, thank you for the invite and I hope you enjoy these as a reminder when you leave the apartment!
More abandoned buildings today. In Ireland you find tower houses. Big mansions with (surprise ;) ) some kind of watch tower. I should find some photo’s of a tower house restored but this small one I found driving along Killarney National Park. Just after a sharp bend in the road it was standing there in the sun. I did climb over a few fences that weekend…
It seems like Irish summer has started. I have to admit, it feels great! I might have said before that Dublin isn’t a nice city but last night from the rooftop, enjoying the sun it looked pretty good.
The only thing keeping us foreigners down here are the Irish. Quotes like ‘Enjoy it, this will be the few days of summer we get this year’ and ‘Wow, it’s so hot!’ To clarify, that last comment was made when it was 19 degrees at lunchtime ;)
For now we will enjoy it, for as long as it lasts and a sunny picture to match!
I took this picture on a morning in April in Kinsale in the South of Ireland. We were driving along the coast and we were there quite early (read: before the tour buses were in operation). Kinsale is a small town with a pretty harbor and a few medieval buildings. I enjoyed wandering through the small streets in the morning sun before a stop at a lovely bakery and the rest of the route along Cork’s coastline.
One of the things I love about making roadtrips here in Ireland are those small sheds and abandoned houses (or even tiny castle-like buildings) you find along the road. I can never resist stopping to take a few pictures. That has got me in some awkward situations with my car parked half on those narrow roads :-)
I recently discovered that Ireland every now and then does look like a real tropical Island. Along the west coast there are a few beautiful white beaches with turquoise, Chrystal clear, blue water. Sadly the temperatures didn’t really match my ideal of spending some time there ( Enjoying the warm sun, cocktail in hand) but that meant I could put some energy in taking photographs :)
I simply can’t get enough of driving along those beautiful (but bumpy and with too many sharp bends and fast driving locals!) roads along the Irish coast. Or of posting pictures taken there for that matter! Today another picture taken along the Ring of Kerry.
It is an HDR image, does anyone have any advice on what software to use for processing HDR’s? I’ve used Photomatix and PS6 before. What do you feel is the easiest and most flexible?
Today I’m focusing on the thought that we indeed do get sunny days over here in Ireland. Mainly because the sky looks grey, there is a storm going on with a lot of rain and wind and I even heard some rumors about possible local flooding. Sigh.
The picture below was taken at the Gap of Dunloe, an eleven kilometer long mountain pass in the South of Ireland in County Kerry between en Macgillycuddy’s Reeks and Purple Mountain. Some of the highest peaks of Ireland.
I intend to post some more pictures about the trip I took down there together with my mom but sadly my Macbook is experiencing some disciplinary issues. So for the moment I am sampling Photoshop’s online editing tool with some of the pictures I found stranded in my mailbox.
Misschien heb ik het al vaker gezegd. Dublin is geen mooie stad. Meestal niet teminste. Wanneer ik ‘s avonds langs de Liffey loop denk ik daar nog wel eens anders over..