Under The boardwalk
When the tide has receded
Beauty can be found
Having spent a morning in the fog, I decided to explore under the pier at Newlyn in Cornwall. I left my phone on the ground, forgot it, and went back to rescue it as the incoming tide was less than 10cm away from disaster. Lady luck was smiling that day.
Taking in the view
Loneliness is a mindset.
Enjoy the silence.
Another Place is an installation by Anthony Gormley on the beach at Crosby. There are 100 statues, and there are many more dotted around the UK, as well as other countries. Anthony Gormley is also responsible for the Angel of the North. A little Adamsky effect added to isolate the statue even more.
Distant Isles beckon,
Wreathed in cloud, shrouded from view,
More rain on the way.
One reason Ireland is so green is the predictably unpredictable weather. Just sitting and watching the weather is a perfect stress relief.
The scene looks serene.
Matchstick people on the sands,
Not swimming – too cold.
Always amazing how eerily still it can feel, with a fog on the hills and an almost calm sea. A beach on the west coast of Ireland
Through the arched doorway
Myths of legendary Kings,
Arthurian legend.
Tintagel in Cornwall is allegedly the seat of King Arthur, of round table and Merlin fame. The castle ruins are quite spectacular, but the way out through this particular door is not for the faint hearted.
Unstoppable force
Set free by the wind and tide.
Boy stands defiant
Taken during a stormy day at Scarborough on the east coast. I was waiting for a decent wave to photograph, and saw King Canute here facing down the seas. Needless to say, a fraction of a second later he was totally soaked. Wave 1 : Boy 0
On the way back in.
The sea is calm, I am leaving,
Back when the surf’s up.
Taken on a fairly deserted beach in Ireland, the sea didn’t look the best for surfing. This was also one of my first images where I have applied the Adamsky effect. Sometimes the image is what you see, and not what is there.
Remembering days
When I braved the open seas.
Now I sit and watch.
The North Landing at Flamborough in North Yorkshire is a sheltered cove, home to many seabirds in the cliffs. The Springflower is an old fishing boat, looking out over the cove where it launched.
High on the cliff edge
Insignificant figures –
but not to each other.
This image was taken from the island at Tintagel. The two figures on the cliff were a lucky chance, but help to give the feeling of both the scale and the companiable isolation of the couple.
