Shot a few evenings ago in a very strong breeze at the wild, windswept Aberffraw beach. I had to battle to get down the river to the exposed beach, where wind-blown sand was whipping my legs.
At the water's edge on the right-hand side of the beach, there were swamps of algal foam being pushed by the incoming tide. The sun had disappeared behind a huge cloud bank, so I nearly turned around and went home, but feeling I needed a walk anyway, I kept going, walking towards the far side of the beach. I passed another photographer, loaded down with heavy gear, and we chatted briefly in the gale. He was also disappointed at the dying sun.
Amazingly, burns of sunset were pulsing through the cloud bank, and wonderful shaped dark clouds now moved across the sky, shadows reflected in the acres of wet sand. There was just one point where these beautiful eel-like ripples of sand snaked their way across the inch deep water, and it made my evening. I was so glad I'd kept walking.