Over and over in Ireland, locals that we chatted with would apologize to us for the rain and gloom and fog. “It’s not Ireland if it’s not raining,” they’d say with a shrug. Yet over and over again I’d smile and try to explain how thrilled I was. Stormy skies and moody fog make for far interesting landscapes, a gift to any photographer. I’d take fog over sunshine any day, as long as I have a raincoat and a waterproof bag to stash my camera. The fog was thick the day we visited Kerry, and I was thrilled. We pulled over again and again, awed by the landscapes, chasing sheep, and occasionally, warming our bones with a little hot chocolate.