Spent a couple of hours in Killaloe yesterday. Even in the dull weather it felt like a "Monte Carlo of the somewhere" The west, perhaps, or maybe just Clare. Yachts and fancy houses with their own marinas is the order of the day here, although from the following photos, you wouldn't guess it:
I didn't really intend to photography the more run-down aspect of the Killaloe waterfront, it's just what caught my interest. Age and decay is usually (not always!) more interesting than new and gleaming, in my experience.