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  • This was the second visit to this wreck in about a year. Since the first visit, the hull of the SS Mulheim had broken up substantially and many of the huge metal hull plates had simply been washed off-shore. The bow of the boat that originally looked like part of a ship has now become so twisted and rusty that the ribs and structures of the wreck were blending almost seamlesly into the huge granite cliffs of Land's End itself. Even something as huge as a bulk carrier is soon reduced to a more original state of existence!
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  • Nominated in 2022 International Colour Awards<br />
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My first visit to this modern day shipwreck. I was delighted that I could get so close to this wreck and being alongside amongst giant granite boulders strewn with twisted metal and hull plates made me very aware of how powerful the sea really is. There was the constant creaking of metal from the sea adge as waves lifted and dropped sections of twisted metal as large as four men head to toe. It was actually a little eerie in this zawn of a dead ship surrounded by towering granite cliffs of Land's End.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Cape Cornwall headland near St Just projects into a treacherous stretch of Atlantic Ocean here in South West Cornwall. In the cove to the North of the point, huge granite boulders have been rounded and smoothed over eons and await the powerful waves each high tide.
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  • Cape Cornwall headland near St Just projects into a treacherous stretch of Atlantic Ocean here in South West Cornwall. In the cove to the North of the point, huge granite boulders have been rounded and smoothed over eons and await the powerful waves each high tide.
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  • Storm at Sennen Cove, West Penwith, Cornwall, where Atlantic waves broke over the small harbour wall on the South side of the wide bay. Cape Cornwall headland near St Just can be seen in the background.
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  • Waves Crashing against the rocky granite coast at Cape Cornwall, St Just, Cornwall. The Brisons offshore stacks can be seen in the distance. Years of relentless attack by the Atlantic Ocean has rounded much of the hard granite stone shoreline.
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  • Waves Crashing against the rocky granite coast at Cape Cornwall, St Just, Cornwall. The Brisons offshore stacks can be seen in the distance. Years of relentless attack by the Atlantic Ocean has rounded much of the hard granite stone shoreline.
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  • Cornwall, mid February. The weather had been stunning all week but the sea was still throwing some massive waves at the coast. Even in the relative shelter of the cove itself, huge granite boulders await further attrition from the advancing Atlantic swell.
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  • Loving Connections” Sennen Cove, Cornwall (Jan 2016) - Fantastic light and wide open spaces on this huge white sand beach in South West Cornwall. I loved the rivulets from the surroundings hills, tumbling across the beach towards the open sea. We have been blessed this trip, with gorgeous light, warm temperatures and super company.
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  • Beautiful, colour-rich dusk in a cove below Cape Cornwall, St Just, at dusk, a tin-mine hewed landscape within stone, multi millions of years old
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  • The remains of St. Helen's Oratory, which date back as far as Roman times according to one observer, is a tiny early Christian chapel located in a field at Cape Cornwall.
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  • Storm waves crash onto the imposing, rugged once tin mining cliffs at Pendeen, West Penwith, Cornwall. The last mine closed years ago, but numerous engine houses and chimneys mark the site of this once booming Cornish industry providing high grade tin.
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  • The Brisons rocks, off Cape Cornwall, locally known as Charles de Gaul lying in a bathtub - think about it :-)
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  • Ding Dong Mine is a renowned Cornish mine thought to be the oldest in Cornwall. The last underground shift was on 7th July 1877. There was a massive decline in the demand for Cornish tin after the start of imports of cheap tin from Australia and the Malay Straits. In the three years before Ding Dong’s closure the number of mines in the Cornwall fell from 230 to 98. At its peak, Ding Dong provided a living for over 500 people but by November 1877 it was down to 64 and in January 1878 remaining workers were paid off & the mine closed.
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  • Gigantic Atlantic storm waves crash over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, backlit by early morning sunlight. The sound of the sea was deafening and relentless and my camera lens needed cleaning every few seconds, covered as it was by soft spray that blew over 100 ft into the air
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  • Ever since a kid I have loved Cape Cornwall and the vast sense of space you experience from the hill-top. Waves that would swamp a small fishing boat seem relatively harmless from this height but the fact they have travelled hundreds of miles of ocean is still quite intimidating.
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  • Powerful storm waves crash over Sennen breakwater at sunset, with the RNLI slipway in the foreground, South West Cornwall
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  • Stormy Winter sunshine illuminates beautiful Atlantic surf powering into the incredibly dramatic Kynance Cove on the Lizard Peninsula in Cornwall.
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  • First light from the East over Penzance harbour in Mount's Bay, South West Cornwall.
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  • A ship at dusk at anchor off Mount’s Bay in Cornwall. The whole landscape was dark and rather ominous looking in the heavy weather but the large ship was temporarily illuminated by a last pulse of light before the clouds closed over for the night.
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  • “Pierced” <br />
In soft sedimentary rock on this south Cornwall beach, the most perfect thin lines of quartz? have divided the surface into amazing rectangles. The shadows on the right create a slightly disturbing couple!
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  • The most incredible aerial erosion of granite over eons, forming huge molars of hard rock on the cliff & hill tops of Cornwall. They look so man made, gigantic Hepworth or Moore sculptures, but are completely naturally formed. the granite tors were 'bubbles' of lava that popped up through weaknesses in the earth's crust, and form many of the Cornish hilltops.
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  • Coastguard watch station above Chairladder in South West Cornwall at sunset.
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  • Dramatic Autumnal evening light over perfect wave-smoothed sand in West Penwith, Cornwall.
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  • Wonderful if fleeting sunlight on the pure white sands of Porthmeor Beach St Ives in Cornwall. I’ve always loved the patterns caused by tiny streams and rivulets leaving this steep backed beach but here in mid-winter, it is a beach of promises of things to come, things to look forward to, the thought of which became a shared joy of lovers.
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  • Surf foam at Gwenver Beach, South West Cornwall
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  • Above one of the poorest areas in Cornwall, once a tin-mining heartland, stands a memorial to one of Cornwall's super rich - Francis Basset, 1st Baron de Dunstanville, a prominant politician who made his fortune in tin-mining but seemed mostly against any politcial reform as it would have have eroded his power & wealth in Cornwall. He was the fourth richest landowner in Cornwall. He never had an heir and his Barony is therefore extinct. The superb granite tors atop this hill, eroded over eons, preceeded humanity and will succeed humanity, thankfully.
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  • It’s impossible for me to walk past the old now abandoned lifeboat house at Penlee, Mousehole without stopping to remember, with great sadness the loss of so many brave, amazing men from one small community. <br />
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The Penlee lifeboat disaster occurred on 19 December 1981 off the coast of Cornwall. The RNLB Solomon Browne went to the aid of the vessel Union Star after its engines failed in heavy seas. After the lifeboat had rescued four people, both vessels were lost with all hands; in all, sixteen people died including eight volunteer lifeboatmen. (From Wiki)<br />
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I was living in Falmouth at the time and the shock across Cornwall and indeed Britain was deep and heartfelt. In school we had assemblies to talk about what had happened to these brave volunteers who risked and lost their own lives to save others. Our communities all felt deep sympathy for the families shattered by the loss of these men. <br />
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To stand above this lifeboat house which was abandoned just two years after the disaster is a direct flashback to that shocking time in my childhood.
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  • Storm waves crash onto the reef just 1 mile West of Land's End, the most South Westerly point of Cornwall and indeed the British Isles. This large and treacherous Longships reef is marked by the 35meter high "Longships Lighthouse" (1795) who's light reaches 15 nautical miles.
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  • Storm waves crash onto the reef just 1 mile West of Land's End, the most South Westerly point of Cornwall and indeed the British Isles. This large and treacherous Longships reef is marked by the 35meter high "Longships Lighthouse" (1795) who's light reaches 15 nautical miles.
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  • Gigantic Atlantic storm waves crash over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, backlit by early morning sunlight. The sound of the sea was deafening and relentless and my camera lens needed cleaning every few seconds, covered as it was by soft spray that blew over 100 ft into the air
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  • Sunrise over Mounts Bay, Penzance, Cornwall
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  • International Color Awards 2016 - Nominee in "People" category<br />
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Even in the height of the summer, the weather and light in Cornwall can be dramatic and changeable. Huge seas battered the coast and pounded over the small quay wall at Sennen Cove. In some ways understandably, another visitor cheesed off with the lack of summer weather decided to enjoy the bracing Cornish waters anyway, much to the amusement if slight disbelief of the crowds of onlookers :-)
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  • No matter how rubbish the weather sometimes is in Cornwall, every time I've been to St Ives, the sun always seems to come out at some point to brighten the darkness!
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  • Huge storms rip up the kelp and churn it with the sand, the fronds disappearing into the sand but the stalks sticking up like strange sea worms!
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  • As a village, and cove, I can romanticise about this place. It feels Cornish, and its strong links with the sea, fishing boats, pilot gigs, lifeboats and shipwrecks (of which a recent one lies just around the corner) all help to re-enforce this romantacism. However, although swamped by visitors in the summer, and now largely dominated by holiday homes, this place is still actively involved with all these activities and for me therefore, Sennen will always be what I've loved best about the life and culture of Cornwall.
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  • A flock of birds were amongst the first signs of life as a new day began over the old town of Penzance in South West Cornwall. On the horizon a huge carrier ship sits in the bay. Increasing sunlight slowly increased the contrast on the calm sea beyond the old buildings of this busy working harbour
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  • Almost the whole fishing fleet had left the harbour leaving this semi derelict old trawler alone at the bleak quayside in the empty fishing harbour of Newlyn in Penwith, Cornwall
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  • After a demanding, muddy 7 mile walk along the Cornish coast in mid winter, we finally arrived at our destination of Pra Sands on the South coast of Cornwall. Although dark clouds still encompassed us, a dramatic break in the cover allowed an evening sunset to burst through, turning the world shades of pink and purple. <br />
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By the time we had walked the length of the beach to our van the evening had lost all of it’s colour and the rain arrived.
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  • Incredible early morning light in hidden coves in West Cornwall. The hard granite had been smoothed and rounded by a millenia of pounding by the force of the Atlantic Ocean which hits this coast full on.
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  • SUN28 Shot Up North Awards winning entry (2016)<br />
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International Colour Awards 2015 - Nominee in "Nature" category<br />
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“Early morning light passes through choppy Atlantic waves wrapping around me on this steeply shelving beach in South West Cornwall. It gives the impression of being underwater whilst the waves crash above the surface”<br />
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I’ve been back to this beach many times and haven’t been able to shoot anything like it again. I was completely alone on the beach and the sea was choppy and the waves powerful. This is the most amazing naturist beach I’ve ever been to in the world, so as is only right and correct, I was in my birthday suit as I took this!<br />
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I was using a heavy Canon 1DsMk3 and 100-400 mm lens to get this shot, nearly £7K of gear in the Atlantic ocean! What would have looked really crazy from the cliff-top was a little naked Jack-in-the-Box crouching down at the lowest point of a sand-cusp to shoot through huge waves as they rose in front of him, and then him standing up rapidly to keep the camera clear of the back-wash which went ribs-high trying to pull him back out to sea! This was one of my craziest shoots ever, but I am delighted with the result and yes this IS my all time favourite and I have No.1 of 10 hanging in my home.
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  • Such a dreary start to a few days in South West Cornwall to test out my new Fuji XT2, but during a stop off at Porthleven on the South coast, a weak sun burnt through the layers of gloom, and for just a few minutes it illuminated the choppy Atlantic ocean, seen from the end of the notoriously dangerous breakwater.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in at Porthcurno Beach in West Cornwall.  I took this photo from the steps of the Minack Theatre built into the cliffs above this yellow sand cove. The last of the evening light can be seen on the sea surface as the white horse gallop into shadows nearer the shore.   The waves were powerful and the water crystal clear as always here, and the title and metaphor matched exactly what was going on in my mind at the time.
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  • Numerals, Maritime, Cornwall, Newlyn, Rope, Sea, Waves,
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  • Waves on an incoming tide  flow around large granite boulders on the shoreline of the Atlantic Coast at Sennen, West Penwith Cornwall.
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  • The most beautiful patterns caused by a sheen of water running over a wide expanse of sandy beach at Marazion, Cornwall.
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  • Nominated in 10th (2017) International Colour Awards (Nature category)<br />
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A small cargo ship passes by Longships Lighthouse just off the coast at Land’s End, SW Cornwall during an amazing and dramatic sunset. No filters, just incredible colour saturated light from the sun burning through layers of cloud and vapour.
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  • Loe Bar beach is a half mile shingle bank which separates the Loe, the largest natural fresh water lake in Cornwall, from the sea.  Loe Bar was originally the mouth of the River Cober which led to a harbour in Helston. However, by the 13th century the bar had cut Helston off from the sea and formed the pool. The combination of powerful waves, a steep slippery shingle bank and vicious currents make it a very dangerous stretch of beach.
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  • NOT FOR SALE<br />
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The warm sun broke the dark shadows and threw lines of light to the pounding heads racing to reach the shore first. They were white, massive and magnificent. In fact although I have seen much, much bigger waves here at the Cape, I had never really 'studied' the faces through a long lens, actively followed the faces as they rose up and teetered at the top. I have always been in awe of the waves in surf magazines and would still die to sit in a viewing boat at Pipeline or Jaws but here I was in the early morning light of Cornwall, watching and listening to these magnificent beasts rear up and hurl themselves at the coast, the noise loud, continuous and unforgiving. I just wish I had an even longer lens as I wanted to shoot just the faces, not the crests or the pits, so I have very unusually cropped one image here just to show you why! I need something like a 200-400 VR lens but by all accounts they simply don't deliver on results but maybe for this sort of subject I would have found it more than acceptable, answers on a postcard please!
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  • There was a sense of waiting in Cornwall, of anticipation, of hope. We found it surprisngly quiet for a lovely sunny day in June, that there were so few people around. The cafes were busy enough but the shops though open for business, were near deserted. Even the beaches were relatively empty. The difference between post-lockdown 20 and post-lockdown 21 is quite marked. It's been a long haul and the excitement after lockdown 1 seemed no longer felt.
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  • Ruins of tin mine workings in the Godolphin area of South West Cornwall. Mine shafts sink 1000ft into the depths of the earth just next to here. Looking at the beauty of nature quietly reclaiming this once massively busy mining locality it's hard to imagine just how different the place would have seemed back then, noise, commotion, danger, dusty, dirty landscapes and the increasing destruction of natural landscape in our quest for ore & minerals. I've always been fascinated by the forgotten world of dark shafts & tunnels lying beneath our feet in regions like this.
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  • Beautiful white pigeons finding roosting on numerous protuberances from the ancient harbour wall at Charlestown in North East Cornwall.
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  • I've never seen so much Honeysuckle in Cornwall as on this trip. The cliff-tops were lush this year, and the pathways were adorned with the most beautiful clumps of this intricate, colourful and heavily scented plant. On this dark and dreary day, the perfume and hues in many ways lightened the mood of the day. I shot this particular plant as I loved the contrast between the soft beauty of the Honeysuckle and the sharp, edgy, ripping trip wires of the brambles..
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  • Sunset over the Brison rocks seen from Porth Nanven, SW Cornwall.
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  • Almost stumbled across this gorgeous Cornish country garden, gentle shade keeping fresh potted plants from the summer heat. There was the gentlest buzz of bees and flies and the occasional rustle of leaves as a puff of air caught the branches. I thirsted for a cool cider. There are moments when I feel that I'm being absorbed by a place, and this was one of them.
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  • The fun & wonder of living in a seaside town. St Ives, Cornwall.
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  • We had just arrived in Cornwall, mid February, and it was an early morning stroll along the front. Although you couldn't tell from the cove itself, there was a huge swell running and on the incoming tide the quay took a sunlit battering. It was so good to be back in West Penwith!
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  • Beautiful white pigeons finding roosting on numerous protuberances from the ancient harbour wall at Charlestown in North East Cornwall.
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  • At first I didn’t even know it was there, but as I stood on the dark wet reef in the lee of bad weather, an apparition appeared in the sea before me.<br />
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As the tide began to drop, an underwater world was slowly revealed. The volume of water flowing backwards over the structure created a loud sucking sound above the crashing of the waves on the rocks. Trying to maintain my balance on the slippery rocks, a weird sensation developed inside me, that I was in fact being enticed towards the circular portal opening at the edge of the ocean.
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  • I found it peculiar to see several allotments right on a Cornish cliff edge. The plastic containers were a colourful contrast to the dreary weather of the afternoon.
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  • After a dreary afternoon of drizzle under grey skies we walked back from Mousehole to Newlyn harbour. For literally no more than five minutes of that, the sun broke the blanket behind us cast a pink glow across the coast. A near full moon was already rising in the now delicate blue sky and wisps of cloud softened the light. <br />
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I haven’t often seen the harbour looking so busy but it offered a wonderfully rich foreground to contrast with the watercolour view.
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  • End of the day at Newlyn fishing harbour in Cornwall. The moon, HPS lights and dusk iluminate the normally bustling but now quiet industrial scene.
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  • Clean surf rolling in at Kynance Cove on the Lizard Peninsula, South Cornwall.
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  • Bright sunshine falls on ancient Cornish fields and cattle on the moorland that can be seen fron the hill of Chapel Carn Brea, in the parish of St Just - an Hercynian granite outcrop, owned by the National Trust.
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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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  • I've always loved Lamorna, the cove at the mouth of a huge tangled and lush green valley. In these woods I've stumbled across modern Pagan symbols and charms, I've been spooked by the numerous ghost stories and I'm convinced the woods are watching you. Surrounded by some of Cornwall's most famous burial mounds, standing stones, ancient settlements and Celtic crosses, it's not difficult to understand why us modern invaders are still being checked out by our ancestors. In contrast to the earthy Pagan charms, small paths sometimes lead to the most exclusive hidden cottages in Penwith, and ones I certainly will never ever be able to afford. In this shot, we have a metaphorical as well as literal choice of paths to take, and in this ancient, quiet and dripping woodland, we will find very different destinations.
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  • Cramped streets and a tapestry of clean air inspired, lichen-covered rooftops in the once fishing village, now holiday home resort of Mousehole, (pronounced Mouzel) This village in Mediaeval times was a busier fishing port than either Penzance or Newlyn! Though its a great shame the town has been dominated by tourism, the architecture & character of the place, through it's architecture, remains beautiful, unique and history rich.
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  • At the end of the only "mizzly" day of our trip we headed to the North Coast of Cornwall where a short burn of incredible sunlight bounced off the surface of the Atlantic Ocean. The wind was warm, despite the dark clouds, and gulls circled on rising warm thermals in the void below the cliffs on which I was standing.
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  • The superb rounded boulders created over thousands of years rolling around in this cove, were strangely and easily covered by shifting levels of grey sand. The gentle river tumbling down from the Cot Valley carved it's own niche, exposing once again the beautiful granite eggs.
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  • Even in the worst weather, there is always something to raise the spirits in the once fishing town, now tourist town of St Ives
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  • Simple minimalism of a lone figure jumping waves at Porthcurno in South West Cornwall.
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  • Storms move across the Atlantic Ocean off the North coast of South West Cornwall. Brilliant sunshine pierces the blackness of the weather and dark sea
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  • Powerful waves slammed against the cliffs at Porth Chapel as set after set came rolling in. It’s hard to convey the size of these waves without human scale, but imagine 3 adults standing on top of each other on that wave smashed rock, and it gives you some idea!
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  • Even in the chaos of waves and clouds, wondrous patterns, textures and predictable repetitions can lead to exciting compositional balance within delicate scenes.
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  • Land's End in a Winter sunset. Short bursts of sunlight under blankets of winter storm clouds. Deceptively calm seas nevertheless created large waves as swell reached the cliffs.
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  • The imposing granite rock mass of Kenidjack Tor looms out of the fog on a damp Autumn morning on the Cornish moorlands, from where you can normally see the Atlantic Ocean on three sides.
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  • A container ship defying the odds against a stormy Atlantic ocean off the cliffs at Land's End, Cornwall.
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  • I spent most of my 20s rock climbing in Cornwall, from quiet and esoteric crags like St Loy, Rinsey and Carn Les Boel, to popular crags like Sennen, Bosigran and here in this picture, Chairladder. I always found Chairladder an intimidating place to climb, not particularly because of exposure or even height, but instead the confusion of three pitch routes and the wave cut step on which belayers have to stand, hoping their leaders complete the route before they drown in an Atlantic swimming pool! The funny thing is most visitors never ever get to se these cliffs, and their beautiful sculptural magic will always be the view of the sailor and the gymnastic dreamland of the climber, thank goodness!
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  • Amazed by the stunning lines and curves of this wave-smoothed gorge in the rocks at Porth Nanven in West Cornwall. The hardless of the granite rock was amazingly smoothed into organic sensual curves by the power of the ocean swells.
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  • Low sunlight casts long shadows over ancient walled fields just west of St Just in West Penwith, Cornwall. Shower clouds form a dark background against the agricultural foreground of vivid green grass between higgledy piggledy drystone walled pasture.
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  • Cape Cornwall
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  • Nominee in the 'Nature' category of the 2019, International 14th Black & White Spider Awards <br />
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A shallow backwash of Atlantic surf at Porthcurno beach in South West Cornwall, lit gently by sunshine before heavy weather clouds draw closer from the ocean.
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  • Just a wonderful moment in the skies above St Ives in Cornwall
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  • Just an hour or so to Sennen I boasted, as we left Plymouth that morning, but snailing queues of traffic forced a half way lunch-stop at the 18th Century port of Charlestown on the East coast. Originally constructed to export copper and china clay (from the massive quarries in nearby St Austell), by the 19th century Charlestown saw other businesses flourishing in the dock, such as shipbuilding, brick making and Pilchard curing...Today of course, as with the rest of Cornwall the main industry is tourism, but it still looks and feels like an old port. This is enhanced mostly by several tall ships moored in the dock, such as "Earl of Pembroke" "Phoenix" and "Kaskelot" (which I photographed at Dournenez '88 for Yachting World magazine).
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  • These huge, gorgeous granite boulders have been formed over years of pounding and smashing by the Atlantic waves. Though some are half the length of a grown man's body, these boulders are like toy marbles in the grip of Sennens biggest storm waves. Even the solid granite breakwater has been worn smoother over history due to the attrition by the sea's load.
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  • As the early morning fog lifted, leaving a gentle mist, a lady quietly entered the sea and swam offshore, to a point where she just floated on her back and looked up at the day ahead.
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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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