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Supermoon Moonrise over Galway Bay and the Burren

Supermoon moonrise over Galway Bay and the Burren, August 2022
Supermoon moonrise over Galway Bay and the Burren, August 2022. Buy print/license image

The harvest supermoon rising over the Burren, Co Clare, and Galway Bay Ireland. Images made a month ago by lucky chance. We hadn’t paid attention to when moonrise was, but had walked down to the shore for the last of the sun’s rays on our first night in Connemara. As the light faded, a strange pale dome reared up above the ancient limestone hills of the Burren, above Black Head. As it rose, the moon it turned yellow, then a deep orange. And as it kissed the mountains goodbye, and day became night its shimmering reflection appear on the bay’s calm waters of the bay.

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Vanishing Point: Gravel cycling in the Western Algarve

Images from a month or so ago – Gravel cycling in the Western Algarve, Portugal – round trip from Portugal’s south coast, the west, and back again, passing through the Parque Natural do Sudoeste Alentejano e Costa Vicentina  (Southwest Alentejo and Vicentine Coast Natural Park) in the Algarve, Portugal. The beach is  Praia de Barriga.

Gravel cycling in the Western Algarve, Portugal – Parque Natural do Sudoeste Alentejano e Costa Vicentina – Southwest Alentejo and Vicentine Coast Natural Park.

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At the River’s Edge

 

Sunset on River Slaney, Wexford &Copy; Dave Walsh 2022
Sunset on River Slaney, Wexford: A solitary mute swan, leaving a shimmering wake as it sails into the night. © Dave Walsh 2022.

At the river’s edge. After a May afternoon of tempestuous squalls, the sun sets, leaving a blaze behind the forest. The wind was gone, and a lone river cot swung idly on its mooring line, surrounded by the reflected fire. There’s a peculiar form of silence that envelopes the river after sunset. Most birds have gone quiet, except for mallards laughing raucously in the distance. 

When the wind blows on the river, the surface of the water stretches thin. Now, with the wind gone, it turns viscous and languid. Nervous water striders zig-zag across the water’s tight skin, mindful of the trout that every twenty or thirty seconds, leap from the water into the air, in search of supper. 

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15 Bird Portraits

Common Shag, The Saltee Islands
European shag, or black cormorant, Saltee Islands, off the coast of Co. Wexford, Ireland. This belligerent looking shag was not happy about me climbing down the difficult path to the nearby gannet colony, and made a great show of hissing and expressing its distaste for humans.

In late 2020, I started pulling together a series of bird portraits, images made all over the world, over a long period of time. I believe the beauty, diversity and strangeness of birds is often overlooked, so I wanted to share that with my followers on my Instagram account.
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Gravel Road, Col de Jou, Pyrenees

The road escapes. Col de Jou, Pyrenees Orientales, France
Gravel road, Col de Jou, Pyrenees Orientales, France

 

This is an image I made at the end of 2020 in the Pyrenees, France. I think of this as one of my “cycling photographs” – I wasn’t on my bike when I made this, but I had ridden up this climb earlier in the year, and it’s pretty epic. The image works for me as there’s a convergence of angles, with a curve allowing the road to slip away, unseen.

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The Challenge of Photographing Trees and Forests

Late afternoon sunlight touches a treetop in the Massif de Canigou, Pyrenees Orientales, France
Late afternoon sunlight touches a treetop in the Massif de Canigou, Pyrenees Orientales, France. View large on my portfolio site.

Photographing trees and forests – I always find this difficult. How to make any sense of the beautiful organic chaos without just re-creating something in a dull, or cliched way? How to express the feeling of being out in the woods to someone who doesn’t know the place you’ve been?

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Bruxelles est Charlie: photos

Bruxelles est Charlie
Bruxelles est Charlie

On Sunday, January 11th 2015, I joined 20,000 other residents of Brussels of all creed, origin and colour for a peaceful march in the name of tolerance and freedom of speech, following the appalling carnage carried out in Paris – starting with the Charlie Hebdo killings. Here’s the images.
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Ms. Moose and the Porcupine Quills

Moose encounter, Glen Creek, Yellowstone National Park

We almost bumped into Ms. Moose on the way back from Electric Peak – she, and her offspring, Junior, were foraging on the banks of Glen Creek. We came within a few metres of them before stopping still, and backing off a bit. The two moose took off out of the water, and onto the trail ahead of us. We gave them a few minutes to get ahead, then moved slowly along the path. After 50m or so, we spotted Ms. M at the other side of the narrow creek, alone. Junior was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly she took off, and made to head us off on the path. We retreated, and ended up the path, farther back then when we had first encountered. She followed us, quickly but not aggressively, with a sense of purpose and authority, and didn’t get too close. When we reached open country, she escorted us no further. After a short pause, she made a quick turn and galloped away down the path. After a few minutes, we followed, even more tentatively than before. Neither Ms. Moose or Junior were anywhere to be seen; the path then opened out into flat, sagebrush country, with willow bushes on the right. We kept a close watch, but we didn’t see the moose family again.

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The Breakfast Bear

Black Bear, Blacktail Plateau Drive
Black bear, on the Blacktail Plateau Drive in Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming, USA. We came across this black bear munching on Bearberry Honeysuckle (Lonicera involucrata – aka twinberry) early one morning. Although we sat there for several minutes watching the bear consume breakfast, we were completely ignored until it decided that it eaten all it could reach, and crossed the dirt road, giving us one straight glare before heading into the bushes in search of seconds.

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A Micronation Once Again: The Saltee Islands, Wexford

Atlantic Puffin, Saltee Islands, Wexford

Off the coast of southeast Ireland lie the two small Saltee Islands. Their simple, low-slung landscapes, four or five kilometres of the Wexford fishing village of Kilmore Quay belie their layers of history, folklore and bizarre stories. On approach, there are few warnings of the extent of the islands’ abundant wildlife, but more than 220 species of birds live, nest, or migrate through the Saltees, including gannets, fulmars, kittiwakes, puffins, shearwaters, razorbills and guillemots, all completely unfussed by human visitors. Curious grey seals eat fish scraps from the hands of fishermen, and stalk daytrippers who walk the cliffs – their big doe eyes staring up plaintively from the azure waters below.

Nothing is ordinary here. So I didn’t write anything ordinary.

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The Cold Edge: The Book

The Cold Edge Book by Dave Walsh Polar Photography
To celebrate the launch of the Cold Edge exhibition of my polar photography in Dublin, on September 13, I’ve created a beautiful 60-page eponymous book, The Cold Edge, via Blurb – print and iPad version. I’ve brought together some of what I hope are ethereal, emotional photographs of the unforgiving wilderness, wild animals and blue icebergs question our romantic relationship with remote, harsh and pristine environments. Images that resonate with a quiet tension; all may not be right in the Garden of Eden.
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Arctic Tern, Angelic

Arctic Tern, sterna paradisea, hovering near the dog yard Ny Alesund, Svalbard. Arctic terns migrate more than any other species bird – up to 35,000km per year for some birds, as the travel to Antarctica and back, and can enjoy two polar summers. The terns nest in the tundra in the scientific research centre of Ny Alesund, where they lay eggs, and tend to attack passersby in self-defence.
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