Light Chasing

I arrived down at Cushendun beech thinking this loks pretty dull, but the light over too Torr Head was spectular so of course I hot foot it (drive) up the wiggly road to find by the time I've got there the flipping sunsets down a runner. Worse, I look back towards Cushendall and its radiant! If ever there was a case for being patient and letting things develop this was it. Hence mad dash back down passed the bewildered farmers and onto the beech, phew!

Done