Swans, bloody swans
I originally went out today to try and photograph waves breaking on rocks at Claddagh beach, but the tide was fully in by the time I got out and the lack of cover at the beach was disheartening. I started out with my big 28-200mm lens at some seagulls, but I wasn’t happy with the photos I was getting, so I swapped it for my 18-55mm and went over to the swans, where I made an ass of myself by crawling around through puddles, poop and Unspeakably Worse Things to get a good photo.
I read an article in a magazine yesterday about a man who used a wide angle lens to catch birds in flight from a few feet away (he shot over his wifes shoulder, who threw bread at them), so I got right up underneath a few swans, who just sat there and staring at me expectantly for bread. Fie to that. I came away with two photos I’m really happy with and a few more I’m not so happy with:
And that’s it for the exciting photos. You can find any other images here