The Indian Summer meant this was probably the sunniest wedding of the year for me. We took a little trip out to Strandhill between the ceremony and the reception in The Sligo Park Hotel, to find the place was heaving with people. Surfers, strollers, tourists, local, drinkers and diners.... there were people everywhere. We even bumped into my other favourite photographer, Mark Capilitan, (see two posts back), but rather than carrying a camera, he had a surfboard under his arm as he emerged from the ocean.
Jason's grandfather's name is carved into the base of the cannon on the strand, though the sucessive coats of paint over the decades have made it harder to read. The sun was up and the mood was light, so there was a bit of horsing around after we'd done the serious stuff. Speaking of horses, Josh, Sharon and Jason's son is a serious horseman and is a bright young star of the showjumping world. That's him in the middle on top of the cake.
We had lots of time for everyone to chill out and relax before dinner back at The Sligo Park, and while the guests were being seated we grabbed five minutes in the gardens to take advantage of the beautiful Autumnal evening light.
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