After four days of gales and pelting rain in the west of Ireland, the sun decided to show itself a few moments before sunset. The mountain in the distance is Croagh Patrick, or the Reek as it’s known locally. It’s been a place of pilgrimage from long before the followers of St. Patrick started trekking up its scree slopes in bare feet. Over the years I’ve taken many photos of it from all angles. Here are a few.
Amazing… 🙂
Thank you!
Lovely selection – like you I have a number of Croagh Patrick photographs showing its various moods:) Are you at home?
Karina, I’d love to see your photos of the Reek. The weather and the direction you come at it from give a constantly changing scene. All the best, Melissa
Nice! The usual great shots-
Very lovely. As for trekking up the scree slopes with bare feet. No thanks. 🙂 –Curt
I guess the Catholic guilt over rides the pain!
🙂
Saint Patrick is my favourite Saint and I’m not even Catholic. Your pictures are lovely. I especially love the one with the rainbow.
Much appreciate your comments!
Lovely variety of moods of the mountain in your pics Melissa! , it reminds me of my time in Britain earlier this year:-)
The ever changing weather is a photographer’s best friend in Ireland. Thanks for visiting the blog. All the best, Melissa
Bare feet? That’s keen, kinky … or both. I’ve climbed volcanoes in stout boots and appreciate that they can have my share … brrrr~!
Great shots, my favourite the first with the wee lake 🙂
Yeah I doubt the view is even worth the bare feet route. Stout walking boots for me. Cheers! Melissa
It’s a wild and wooly place, but I’d still love to see it. Photos are great especially the one with the rainbow.
Brenda
Thanks, Brenda. Glad you enjoyed them.
Magnificent pictures!
You’re kind to say so, Adele. All the best, Melissa
All amazing pictures. The rainbow was a surprise and wonderful!
Love,
Bernice
Lovely! I think my only view of it, as my mom and I passed it a year before she left the world, was most like that one with the cloud covering.
Thank you! Hope you get to see it again one day without clouds–it’s not surprising that it’s played a part in the spiritual world of the Irish.