Printed on Hahnemühle Photo Rag 308g Framed in Kilbrittain West Cork
I had spent a few hours swimming at a river mouth and all the while, three birds kept swooping over my head. As I was all but crawling on all fours across the glass like boulders trying to get back to shore I saw one of the birds come for one last swoop past. I fired three times, this was the first image I captured.
