As I left Missy to school on Monday morning it was absolutely bucketing down. The Hound was in the back of the car, though, ready for his constitutional run on the beach - any beach - and I don't like to disappoint. So I sat it out for 10 minutes and since the precipitation seemed to be getting less I thought I would chance it.
For a change I drove out to Castlerock - very close to Downhill Castle and Mussenden Temple that I was talking about yesterday. The place was flooded, but we were lucky, the rain stopped long enough for a bit of a walk. It was lovely, actually...not a sinner about except for Yours Truly, The Hound and some ominous-looking clouds. Donegal is almost covered in cloud there, as you can see:
I like Castlerock. Not that there's much there any more, mind you. There used to be a half-decent hotel that you could go to in the winter-time and have a cuppa and enjoy the view while being slowly roasted beside the fire. But it closed some years ago and has since been knocked down. There's just empty space there now - very sad considering we had many happy times there with friends and family who are no longer with us.
Now there is a nice little cafe in the village - but no views, so I didn't bother this time. All on the Nikon with a 50mm lens, HP5 and ID-11. Developed yesterday morning, it was, just for the record.