My Walk to Salthill

It was the second day of my stay in Galway, and decided to walk up to Salthill:

It was into the second half of June, but it was still dark and bleak:

Had fun playing about with the picture below, trying to recreate the sombre atmosphere of my walk to Salthill:

Was really glad I'd booked into a hostel for a couple of nights, didn't fancy the windswept campsite (had just spent a couple of nights camping near the water at the Doolin Folk Festival, it'd been wet and freezing):

It was cold and blistery, rugged beauty in early summer:

The scene looked bleak again:

The theme park looked redundant, maybe things would change in later summer: