Seems someone was better prepared for the rain than we were…
The fearsome beast (too feathery for a dragon, not enough lion for a gryphon) seems most likely to my eyes to be a cormorant, a bird likely to be seen on these coastal waters, and was a sign post for one of Italy’s most exclusive leather goods stores; Marforio, though sadly they are no longer operating here.
More about the beast can be found here.
The mouth of the River Wear is a place of contrasts. On the south bank; the docks and quays of the Port of Sunderland, a commercial port providing berthing, loading and repair services for a variety of vessels like this Japanese multi-purpose heavy-load transport ship Kurobe.
The north bank is a more relaxed place, home to a campus of the University, an Anglo-Saxon church, the National Glass Centre and the marina with its Marine Activities Centre.I love to stroll around here and enjoy the sights and sounds, though I am puzzled as to who owns the dozens of boats; trawlers, inflatables, yachts, canoes etc., that are moored here, because I only seem to ever see a very small number of them in use, by which I mean actually leaving the marina. I’m sure some are like floating garden sheds, a male drinking refuge, rather than actively functioning vessels.
Here there are always possibilities; abstract patterns of light and water waiting to be photographed.
Here art imitates life imitates art.
And alongside the boats? (Apart from an anamorphically projected door carved out of a wall of rock)
Well what else would you expect to find here but a hairdresser and an aromatherapy studio – just what every seafarer needs! The coffee shop does well too, especially on such a fine August morning. I wonder if Fiona was headed there after walking her dog?
Joni Mitchell – Both Sides Now