Sunsets – Warming up the Irish Winter

Right place, right time

I was cycling past the climbing wall in Groningen yesterday just as a skilled climber lost her grip and swung down from the dizzying heights she was trying to reach. Click, click, click went my camera shutter!

Right place, at the right time!

Boryeong Beach – No crowds, No mud

A few weeks ago I went on a rafting trip on Boryeong Beach. Famous as the home of the annual Mud Festival, which attracts tens of thousands of foreigners every year, it was cool to see the site of the mayhem at its quietest. 

A late evening stroll along the beach, watching the sunset as kids play in the sand. Watching women honoring the decades old tradition of free diving for clams at day break, and walking over remnants of fire crackers, that litter the beach from the night before.

I just wonder how my idyllic image of this area with its long stretch of beautiful white sand, turquoise blue water and deep orange sunsets will change in 2 weeks when I set foot again on Boryeong beach.

Here are some photos of my weekend spent in paradise. A paradise that will soon turn into Mayhem. 

Mud without any mud