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  • Within 2 minutes I was in Llanfaelog and the most spectacular view presented itself, a full moon right behind an amazing flood-lit church of St Faelog. Even though I was in a blinding hurry, I decided to stop the van and shoot the scene anyway. Actually the moon and church weren't in the ideal alignment for the composition I wanted but by bracing my tripod over the steps of the church, I could just create a composition that worked. I shot about four exposures at varying shutter speeds to get the right cloud coverage of the moon (so much more interesting than the moon alone) and as I was making the last exposure, a huge silent white Barn Owl glid across the scene in front of me, straight out of a Tim Burton film :-) Of course with 20 second exposures there was no chance of me recording this beautiful creature, but it will always be there in memory and will always remain magical. There were other movements in the graveyard, rustles, snaps and slithers but I couldn't actually see anything. At one point I felt something brush against my trousers but still saw nothing.
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  • An eary morning mist over the tidal Menai Strait, shrouding the idyllic church and graveyard of St Tysilio Island, Anglesey. Menai Suspension Bridge (Welsh: Pont Grog y Borth) is a stone built Victorian suspension bridge between the island of Anglesey and Bangor and mainland of Wales. The 100ft high bridge was designed by Thomas Telford and completed in 1826. It stands proud of the small church island
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  • Lush Spring flowers grow amongst fresh new grass on the tiny island supporting the small church of Eglwys Cwyfan, near Aberffraw, Anglesey, North Wales. Services are still held in this church but are tide dependent.
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  • “An eary morning fog rolls in off the sea, shrouding the idyllic church and graveyard of Ynys St Tysilio, Anglesey.<br />
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The 100 foot high Menai Suspension Bridge, completed in 1826 by Sir Thomas Telford, looms above the sea fog which burned off by mid-morning
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  • Aberffraw church in the main village, in mist at dusk, during a particularly cold, snowy winter
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  • An apparition of the Archangel St Michael is said to have been witnessed by fisherman in 495 & by the 6th century it is thought that the Mount was a thriving religious centre. After the Norman Conquest, the abbey was granted to the Benedictine monks of Mont St Michel in France. The church on the island’s summit was built by the French Abbot, Bernard le Bec, and through the Middle Ages the Mount became a major pilgrimage destination. Four miracles, said to have happened here between 1262 and 1263 would have only added to its religious magnetism. The mount was later seized by Henry Eighth and turned into a royal owned fortress, with it's own garison. The bay was the landing site for the Spanish Armada. From here the first of many beacons were lit to notify mainland England and Sir Francis Drake. The castle and house are now owned by wealthy banker, Lord St Levan.
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  • The 13th Century, Anglican, Eglwys Cwyfan (St Cwyfan's Church), not far from the small village of Aberffraw on Anglesey's West coast, at one time stood on the mainland coast but over the years, the sea has eroded the surrounding land leaving it stranded on it's own little island. Services are still occasionally held here but times are tide dependent.
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  • An apparition of the Archangel St Michael is said to have been witnessed by fisherman in 495 & by the 6th century it is thought that the Mount was a thriving religious centre. After the Norman Conquest, the abbey was granted to the Benedictine monks of Mont St Michel in France. The church on the island’s summit was built by the French Abbot, Bernard le Bec, and through the Middle Ages the Mount became a major pilgrimage destination. Four miracles, said to have happened here between 1262 and 1263 would have only added to its religious magnetism. The mount was later seized by Henry Eighth and turned into a royal owned fortress, with it's own garison. The bay was the landing site for the Spanish Armada. From here the first of many beacons were lit to notify mainland England and Sir Francis Drake. The castle and house are now owned by wealthy banker, Lord St Levan.
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  • Boat wreck exposed at low tide in a moody sunset, near Church Bay (Porth Swtan) North Anglesey. Holyhead mountain is the large hill in the background, situated on Holy Island.
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  • Nominated in 10th (2017) International Colour Awards (Fine Art category) <br />
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Field drainage water pours out through a water channel into the Irish Sea here at Porth Cwyfan. The 13th Century, Eglwys Cwyfan (St Cwyfan's Church), not far from the small village of Aberffraw on Anglesey's West coast, at one time stood on the mainland coast but over the years, the sea has eroded the surrounding land leaving it stranded on it's own little island. Services are still occasionally held here but times are tide dependent.
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  • Tidal pool and sand ripples on an incoming tide at sunset at Porth Swtan, Church Bay, Anglesey, Wales
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  • Early morning fog hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape and old church, between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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  • Early morning fog hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape and old church, between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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  • A Cornish evening - Church Cove<br />
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© Glyn Davies - All Rights Reserved
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  • The 13th Century, Anglican, Eglwys Cwyfan (St Cwyfan's Church), not far from the small village of Aberffraw on Anglesey's West coast, at one time stood on the mainland coast but over the years, the sea has eroded the surrounding land leaving it stranded on it's own little island. Services are still occasionally held here but times are tide dependent.
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  • Water floods out from fields via a drainage outlet as a half moon rises in the sky above the church of Eglwys Cwyfan in the cove of Porth Cwyfan, West Anglesey, Wales
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  • Interior of Eglwys Cwyfan Church, Porth Cwyfan, Anglesey
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  • Early morning mist gardually disappears as the early morning sun hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape and old church, between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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  • Boat wreck exposed at low tide in a moody sunset, near Church Bay (Porth Swtan) North Anglesey. Holyhead mountain is the large hill in the background, situated on Holy Island.
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  • Sunlight on patterns, textures and pools in the sand at Church Bay, North Anglesey
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  • The 13th Century, Eglwys Cwyfan (St Cwyfan's Church), not far from the small village of Aberffraw on Anglesey's West coast, at one time stood on the mainland coast but over the years, the sea has eroded the surrounding land leaving it stranded on it's own little island. Services are still occasionally held here but times are tide dependent.
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  • Loved the textures and patterns created by the advancing waves at Porth Swtan (Church Cove) - the solidity of the hard, isolated boulder acted as a wonderful juxtaposition to the ever changing nature of the sea.
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  • A church on an island, cut off by the sea at high tide
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  • Very early morning fog surrounds the historical church and priory at Penmon. Two early birds catch the thermals as gentle sunshine warms the cool air.
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  • Revealed at low tide, a face in the boulders at Church Bay, North Anglesey. Holyhead Mountain in the background
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  • Stunningly beautiful sunset, even though the sun actually set behind me, but the colours left behind, washing all over the white foamy sea was awesome...© Glyn Davies - All Rights Reserved
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  • One of a very short series of images taken whilst I was being filmed being interviewed by Jamie Owen for a BBC Wales documentary series on Welsh Landscape. It was difficult trying to talk and shoot at the same time but the light was so amazing that I couldn't help shooting these four of five frames for real. They have subsequently been filmed for inclusion within the program!
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  • One of a very short series of images taken whilst I was being filmed being interviewed by Jamie Owen for a BBC Wales documentary series on Welsh Landscape. It was difficult trying to talk and shoot at the same time but the light was so amazing that I couldn't help shooting these four of five frames for real. They have subsequently been filmed for inclusion within the program!
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  • ....."The tide was .............. high! Not high enough to drown the caves but high enough to eliminate sand patterns. Hmmm. The light at 6.30 ish was surprisingly bright and high in the sky so I didn't even get the contrast and colours I wanted. I decided instead to enjoy the spring warmth, watch the gentle wavelets and observe the rising tide. I wandered as far out around the headland as I could, scrambling over rocks until I found a fantastic cave, with light at the rear! I ducked down and entered the cave. I discovered another tunnel at 45º joining it at the back, effectively forming a giant torch. I was surprised at the both the intensity of the light, but also the warmth of the light when seen in isolation from the rest of the sky and open landscape. It was very theatrical......"
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  • I had been to photograph the ancient Roman settlement of Din Lligwy in the rain, but this derelict old chapel moved me most. At one time this building would have been part of the fabric and centre of local community but in an age where materialism and self preservation have become the game it was quite disheartening even as an agnostic that so much of our spiritual being has crumbled with the stone, the trees bearing witness to once was.
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  • Darkness surfed in on cold waves from the Irish Sea
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  • River from the countryside runs down the beach at Porth Crugmor until it meets the sea at a wide sandy cove.
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  • As dawn gave way to very early morning, the white sided Isles of Scilly steamship, the Scillonian III became visible against Penzance quayside last week. Interior cabin lights burned yellow against the cool blues of the morning light and there was silence as the world woke up
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  • During a morning snorkel around Porthleven reef I was quite impressed by the pillows of bed rock below the sea surface, and how everything that we take for granted about our everyday lives, is quite literally built on it - ancient earth, ancient land, such temporary humanity.
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  • A full sun, semi obscured by a blanket of cloud. Crepuscular rays burst over the trawler in Holyhead Harbour, with the mass of Holyhead Mountain losing it's summit to the low cloud base.
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  • Lovely glowing light even in such dull weather. The calm pool mirrored the sky into it's own depths.
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  • After weeks of lockdown and social distancing, our short walks have become a lifeline, an escape, a therapy and a salvation. The world is a surreal place at present but seeing the gravestones, watching the tide come in and go out, are things that make you realise that the planet has seen all this before. Our generation will too be gone, sooner or later, but life will go on, the planet will survive and what we take as ‘normal’ is only a temporary view of our time on this planet, not of the planet itself.
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  • Low tide at St Michael's Mount. An apparition of Archangel St Michael witnessed by fisherman in 495 led to a monastery being built here. After the Norman Conquest, the abbey was granted to the Benedictine monks of Mont St Michel in France. The mount was eventually seized by Henry V111 & became a royal stronghold. Now owned by Lord St Levan
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  • Alone on a deserted beach - paradise. Thank God there still remain places here on this small Isle of Anglesey where you can escape the crowds and be at peace. The tide was dropping, sucking water out of the sand bar and with it the light reflections. A central core of light pulled me into the water, into the deep and into happiness.
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  • It is hard to get a good angle on both these impressive buildings, especially in the right light, but this evening everything just seemed to fall into place. The warm dead bracken compliments the colours of this beautiful but now disused historic dovecot. With an original wishing well just up a footpath, this place is steeped in history.
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  • A last minute decision to head for the North Anglesey coast didn't deliver quite the drama that I'd hoped for, or the waves. Nevertheless the gentle, moody, subtle light and smooth, delicate ripples on the ocean offered some wonderful opportunities nevertheless. I wore my wetsuit whilst taking these images but after half an hour of near zero physical activity in the sea, waiting for the sunset, the chill set in as soon as the sun sank over the horizon.
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  • Although it looks like a beautiful Summer’s evening, this picture was taken one February and five minutes after this scene, a thick, heavy and freezing fog swirled in from the sea and I could hardly see in front of me.   The upside to winter photography is that you have the beach to yourself; undisturbed sand and the chance to immerse yourself in the sensory joys of simply ‘being’ and becoming enraptured by the drama of nature.
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  • First light of dawn over St Michael’s Mount, Mount’s Bay, Penzance last week. Delicate burns of daylight gradually fanned into a gentle glow over the calm waters of the old town’s harbour
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  • The water was so warm I wanted to swim as it went dark, but the breeze was so cold that I feared the effect after coming out. I could see a face in this stone and I watched for ages as the advancing tide lapped around then over it until finally it disappeared into the warm sea. I wanted to be under the water with it, floating in darkness. It was so wonderful to be alone with my thoughts and the sounds of the sea.
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  • Two amorous Oystercatchers courted on the crag whilst an old face looks out over timeless seas
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  • International Color Awards 2016 - Nominee in "Nature" category<br />
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A solitary house bathed in late afternoon sunlight in dramatic weather overlooks this secluded little cove on North Anglesey, where streams run down to the sea.
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  • I looked around because I could hear people talking but there was no one there. I moved across the beach shooting a couple of frames of the boulders and the voices were getting louder. I was expecting to see a small group of people appearing in the valley at any moment to ruin my peace.<br />
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The people never did appear, not because they had diverted or turned back, but because they never existed. As I drew closer to the left hand side of the beach the talkers revealed themselves. A fast flowing stream was carving it's way down the beach and some small boulders were caught in a white water trap, endlessly rolling round and round, air trapping, gurgling currents holding the stones in deep flowing conversation.
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  • Gharbed in Warm Light, Ta' Pinu Sanctuary - Gharb, Gozo
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  • Life grows in the graveyard at Aberdaron. The graves all face out to the Irish Sea, the prevailing winds and the sunsets. If spirits really do exist, than I can think of no finer place to rest, a harbour where many pilgrims have rested on their way to the final destination, the small Celtic island of Ynys Enlli.
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  • A last minute decision to head for the North Anglesey coast didn't deliver quite the drama that I'd hoped for, or the waves. Nevertheless the gentle, moody, subtle light and smooth, delicate ripples on the ocean offered some wonderful opportunities nevertheless. I wore my wetsuit whilst taking these images but after half an hour of near zero physical activity in the sea, waiting for the sunset, the chill set in as soon as the sun sank over the horizon.
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  • Life grows in the graveyard at Aberdaron. The graves all face out to the Irish Sea, the prevailing winds and the sunsets. If spirits really do exist, than I can think of no finer place to rest, a harbour where many pilgrims have rested on their way to the final destination, the small Celtic Island of Ynys Enlli.
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  • The water was so warm I wanted to swim as it went dark, but the breeze was so cold that I feared the effect after coming out. I could see a face in this stone and I watched for ages as the advancing tide lapped around then over it until finally it disappeared into the warm sea. I wanted to be under the water with it, floating in darkness. It was so wonderful to be alone with my thoughts and the sounds of the sea.
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  • International Color Awards 2016 - Nominee in "Architecture" category
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  • "......The sea had now covered much more of the beach, and some previously isolated colourful boulders were now being licked by the gentle ripples. I looked around because I could hear people talking but there was no one there. I moved across the beach shooting a couple of frames of the boulders and the voices were getting louder. I was expecting to see a small group of people appearing in the valley at any moment to ruin my peace....."
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  • The Celtic Cross shaped memorial at the highest point of ChurchIsland stands proud, just, above the fog draped Menai Strait.Though the fog obscured much of the view, the extreme low tide revealed a landscape not often seen.<br />
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On the way to work that Friday, I couldn't even see the end of our road for thick fog! As I had all my kit with me for a day's studio shooting, I drove via the bridges to see what atmospheric effects might be occurring. Whilst approaching the first lay-by, I saw a beautiful recessional tonal layering of tall trees disappearing into thick fog, almost top-lit by the weak early morning sun. However by the time I'd parked the van the fog has shifted and the recessional effect had reduced, so I walked right down to the edge of the Menai Strait to see whether either of the bridges would show through. This time I had the opposite problem where the fog was so thick I couldn't even see the field alongside me or more than 30 ft out onto the silent Strait. I trudged along a damp, muddy and waterlogged foreshore eventually meandering back up the misty fields to the road. Ironically, from this elevation, higher above the Strait, and with the sun starting to back-light the fog, I enjoyed several stunning variations of view from just a 200 yd stretch of road. The light, sunshine and fog were all dancing across the fast water when regrettably, I had to leave to open the gallery at 10.00 :-(
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  • On the eve of another severe lockdown, with my head closing in and the first irregular heartbeats in many months beating in my chest, I raced out to the coast for last minute medication. Since I heard about this mis-targeted lockdown, I’ve been telling myself “it’s just two weeks, it’s just two weeks, you can do it” but I’ve been in panic mode all day. Almost without fail after work, for years, I’ve always had a deep need to escape to the hills or the coast, it’s almost like an addiction because it makes me feel so good, so alive, that there’s a reason I’m on this earth.<br />
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I think about the little city-men in suits, who seem oblivious to the mental health benefits of people being allowed to continue to get into nature, but who instead blanket legislate without thought about the unnecessary damage they are creating to well-being. Walking on a lonely beach or cliff-top harms no-one. Even at its busiest, Llanddwyn is massive with so much space to avoid others. Instead we are forced to walk the town paths like hamsters on a wheel with 20,000 other trapped souls. Why are they hitting everyone with such severe restrictions, instead of targeting those people & activities that really spread the killer disease?<br />
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I’m still telling myself that it’s just two weeks and my lovely ITU lady who see the disease at its worst, also tries to calm me down about lockdowns! What an amazing angel, dealing with physically ill patients and a mentally wobbly partner !
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  • Something is in the air, which means I may be visiting this spiritual location more often. This evening was just a stroll to collect my thoughts about what may be. The conditions changed from a burning narrow sunset to cool blues and finally bitter rain.
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  • Hand held shot of the moon over the medieval city of Mdina in Malta - ‘The Silent City’<br />
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There is so much history here over thousands of years; so heavily influenced by money, power, opposing cultures and religion; attacks, sieges and massacres. Today however, in its current form, it stands as a romantic and beautiful city, a testament to surviving such a rich and dangerous history.
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  • Briefly wonderful bursts of sunlight catch this unusual and very narrow church near Cemlyn. No roads connect to it, surrounded by fields, cattle & sheep usually. This afternoon it epitomised the way I and many others feel, lonely, isolated and only catching rare glimpses of hopeful light.
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  • The Fiesta Nuestra Señora de los Volcanes or the romería Virgen de los Dolores is the biggest traditional fiesta on the island of Lanzarote. Residents make the romería (pilgrimage) from all over the island on foot, dressed in traditional clothing to the tiny village of Mancha Blanca in the municipality of Tinajo. There’s something really moving about seeing thousands of people, brightly dressed, all heading in the same direction – some of them are alone, others are in groups, with donkeys and camels pulling carts or pushing shopping trolleys laden with food and drink for the journey and weekend of festivities.<br />
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Ermita de Nuestra Señora de los Dolores If you’re a visitor to the island but would like to experience los Dolores, you can buy the traditional clothing locally, its in a lot of shop windows in Arrecife in the weeks leading up to the event, its really worth making the effort to be involved as you will be welcomed by the locals to join in the singing, dancing and festivities. A popular route to walk is to start from the Monumento de Campesino at San Bartolomé, they welcome the islands pilgrims and offer free food and drink before you head off again on the final 9km leg of the journey to the Ermita de Nuestra Señora de los Dolores, the church in the centre of Mancha Blanca.<br />
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Mancha Blanca also holds a Lanzarote Crafts FairThis is a great opportunity, not only to see Lanzarote crafts but also traditions and culture from the other Canary Islands, there are over one hundred craftsmen and women at the event with lots of artisan products.<br />
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http://www.lanzaroteinformation.com/content/fiestas-de-la-virgen-de-los-dolores-2009
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  • Sea Pink (Thrift) glows in the evening sunlight at the edge of the churchyard of the 13th Century, Anglican, Eglwys Cwyfan (St Cwyfan's Church), not far from the small village of Aberffraw on Anglesey's West coast, at one time stood on the mainland coast but over the years, the sea has eroded the surrounding land leaving it stranded on it's own little island. Services are still occasionally held here but times are tide dependent.
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  • UK; British Isles; Wales; Anglesey; Ynys Mon; Church Bay; Porth Swtan; Irish Sea; sea; water; sunset; shore; shoreline; boulders; dusk; tranquil; evening; Coast; coastline; tide; Holyhead, Holyhead Mountain,
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  • The Fiesta Nuestra Señora de los Volcanes or the romería Virgen de los Dolores is the biggest traditional fiesta on the island of Lanzarote. Residents make the romería (pilgrimage) from all over the island on foot, dressed in traditional clothing to the tiny village of Mancha Blanca in the municipality of Tinajo. There’s something really moving about seeing thousands of people, brightly dressed, all heading in the same direction – some of them are alone, others are in groups, with donkeys and camels pulling carts or pushing shopping trolleys laden with food and drink for the journey and weekend of festivities.<br />
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Ermita de Nuestra Señora de los Dolores If you’re a visitor to the island but would like to experience los Dolores, you can buy the traditional clothing locally, its in a lot of shop windows in Arrecife in the weeks leading up to the event, its really worth making the effort to be involved as you will be welcomed by the locals to join in the singing, dancing and festivities. A popular route to walk is to start from the Monumento de Campesino at San Bartolomé, they welcome the islands pilgrims and offer free food and drink before you head off again on the final 9km leg of the journey to the Ermita de Nuestra Señora de los Dolores, the church in the centre of Mancha Blanca.<br />
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Mancha Blanca also holds a Lanzarote Crafts FairThis is a great opportunity, not only to see Lanzarote crafts but also traditions and culture from the other Canary Islands, there are over one hundred craftsmen and women at the event with lots of artisan products.<br />
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http://www.lanzaroteinformation.com/content/fiestas-de-la-virgen-de-los-dolores-2009
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  • Mainland North Wales and the tip of the Llyn Peninsula as seen from the steep Southern side of the island pilgrimage of Ynys Enlli (Bardsey Island), the legendary "Island of 20,000 saints" which lies 1.9 miles off the Llŷn Peninsula in the Welsh county of Gwynedd. Bardsey's been a place of pilgrimage since the early Christianity, but there are signs of settlements from earlier periods. It became a focus for the Celtic Christian Church, attracting devout monks, and it is believed that St Cadfan began building a monastery on the island in the sixth century.
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