One of the advantages of living on your own is the freedom to indulge in whims. This why only a couple of weeks after my unsuccessful attempt to find a beautiful sunrise over a frost covered Whitby I was setting my alarm for another 5.45 start, this time to try the coastal hamlet of Staithes. … Continue reading Glutton for Punishment
Stepping away from the heat generated by my last post and into the cold of a wintry Yorkshire, I returned to the town of Whitby in the hope of shooting a beautiful sunrise over the headland where the Abbey ruins are silhouetted. At this time of year the alignment means that from just out at … Continue reading On A Cold & Frosty Morning
On the many occasions that I've driven to and from Edinburgh, one of the highlights of the route is the stretch just north of Berwick, where the road follows the line of the clifftops and the untamed North Sea is close at hand. It's not in the same league as Amalfi's Nastro Azzurro for drama, … Continue reading Lodestones
I think it was a side effect of seeing the boats aground when I visited Lunedale and Glasson Docks, but I've started to develop an obsession with the carcasses of abandoned ships and boats, and so when fellow photographers have posted such images on ViewBug I'm straight into action with Google to assess their accessibility … Continue reading Fleetwood. No Mac.
After leaving Wells I made my way to the south coast and entered Sussex, passing Stonehenge along the way. It may puzzle you that I didn't stop there, but I've visited before and the crowds and traffic do nothing to encourage me to return. And so I made my way to another iconic location, one … Continue reading The Last Resort
Given my love for all things coastal; you'd think I'd be delighted by a place with four pubs each of which boasts a maritime name; a place with an award-winning beach; and a place with a reputation for the quality of its seafood (no, not plaice!) A place where sailboats rest between tides as they … Continue reading Litoral-Leigh Underwhelmed?
Perhaps I was suffering from a degree of geographic confusion arising from the sea being to my west rather than my beloved east coast, though more likely it was the mental clouding arising from having been made redundant from my training job less than an hour previously, but in either event my usual sense of … Continue reading Dark Times