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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 Jon Boat for hunting & fishing - seen in Marsaxlokk Harbour, Malta
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  • Newlyn harbour in winter. between heavy rain showers. The whole fishing fleet seemed to be in this still active Cornish fishing harbour. Penlee Lifeboat a Severn-class 17-36 "Ivan Ellen" (on station 2003) is moored alongside the pontoon.
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  • Nominated for 11th International B&W Spider Awards<br />
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One of two fishing boats which have been left to deteriorate in the Dulas Estuary in East Anglesey. As the estuary is relatively well protected from the open sea, the wrecks have hardly moved in many years, but are very gradually looking more broken
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  • One of two fishing boats which have been left to deteriorate in the Dulas Estuary in East Anglesey. As the estuary is relatively well protected from the open sea, the wrecks have hardly moved in many years, but are very gradually looking more broken
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  • A Hole Boat
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  • Vila Franca do Campo off season, deserted and lonely, dark and windswept. The sound of an occasional dog bark was heard over the sound of the relentless waves and an old man shuffled along an otherwise empty street.
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  • Old Polpeor Lifeboat Station, Britain’s most Southerly point<br />
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I’ve visited this desolate (and derelict looking) place since I was a kid. My parents loved the Lizard peninsula and we would often go there at weekends. This is the Polpeor lifeboat station, built in 1914 and finally closed in 1961 so I’ve never been fortunate enough to have witnessed it being used to house an actual lifeboat.<br />
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What I have witnessed over the last 4 decades is it’s use by local fishermen to house their kit but I noticed this last visit a few weeks ago that the ramp has now completely broken up and it’s really only the shed itself that remains standing.<br />
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The curved boat ramp in the foreground is still used regularly by small local fishing boats as it keeps them free of the worst of the heavy seas and weather.<br />
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Nevertheless you can’t visit this place without becoming vividly aware of it’s important maritime history and the treacherous coastline in which it nestles. Even on the bleakest days I am drawn to this location and it transfers me instantly back to my Cornish childhood.
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  • First light from the East over Penzance harbour in Mount's Bay, South West Cornwall.
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  • Nominated in 10th (2017) International Colour Awards (Architecture category) <br />
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Now disused by the #RNLI the old Lizard Lifeboat House still stands, now houses the gear of the Lizard fishermen. It is gradually looking more dilapidated each time I visit but it will always stand as a reminder to me, at Britain’s most Southerly point, of a place from which the bravest men risked their lives to save the lives of hundreds and hundreds of floundering souls at this notorious peninsula. <br />
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To me, the red is not just the gunwale of a boat, but blood, an artery - a lifeline for the sailors against the darkness of their situation.
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  • This is a pilot cutter which although looks old, was actually only launched in 1997. These classic gaff rigged boats are an instant visual reminder of the beauty of maritime history, as much as the hardship. In the background squats King Henry VIII's St Mawes Castle (1540 AD) so we have layers of history in this shot
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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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  • Like a gigantic scene of carnage, this chaotic boat jumble was captivating nevertheless - a myriad of colours, shapes and forms. When the sea and weather prove favourable this confusing jigsaw puzzle slowly unravels revealing an invisible order amongst the abstract explosion.
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  • The pretty coastal centre of the fishing, now tourist village of Moelfre, East Anglesey at dusk.
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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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  • I'd been swimming here this afternoon, where two huge seals patrolled the length of the beach looking for fish. The sea was warm and looked beautful, but whilst chatting to a fascinating, multi talented angler / film cameraman on the quayside, he confirmed my own worries about our emptying sea, not helped by destructive overfishing over years.
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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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  • I really was IN this maritime play as powerful sets rolled in from the Atlantic. Just around the corner from these cliffs nestles the awesome and atmospheric open air theatre of The Minack. Here, audiences sit on stone seats hewn into the granite cliff to watch performances with the ocean as a background sound.
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  • A Jersey registered trawler heads for Liverpool Bay across a flat calm Irish Sea, close to the Skerries lighthouse.
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  • It only takes a few minutes of keen observation to start to really see the huge variation of colour tone & texture on the sea surface, revealing the endless current movements just beneath the surface.
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  • I do love silence, well, silence from human noise at least. This evening was so quiet that I could hear the almost imperceptible sound of the rising tide creeping up the shoreline, spilling into tiny ripples in the sand banks and flooding into small sand pools. As often here on the Afon Menai, I could hear the isolated sounds of two waders, a solitary Oystercatcher flitting over the surface of the strait, and a Curlew feeding on the rapidly disappearing shoreline.<br />
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It was yet another dull summer day, wind, rain and eventually a heavy, deadening mizzle, and yet there was also a delicate beauty about the subtly changing scene. The grey sky-blanket wasn't really solid, but an ever-morphing backdrop of monochromatic tones, more like a vaporous dance of silks on a washing line.<br />
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Once again I sheltered under a huge brolly, a dark, warm cove of protection from the elements racing in from the open sea to the West. The landscape became a view, separated from me until I lowered the brolly and felt the full effect of wind-blown rain on my face, smacking me back to reality. It was hard to believe such a pastel scene could exist within the wintry elements all about.
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  • Classic Cornish winter weather. One minute we were blanketed in thick sea fog, then drizzle, then showers and then intense sunlight before repeating all over again. <br />
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Wolf Rock lighthouse stands 14 miles off the Cornish Coast and is a crucial navigational mark before ships either head for America or round to port to find sheltered anchorage in Penzance or Falmouth. <br />
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We sat on the cliff edge, warm but our outer clothing dripping with rainwater. At one point we were bathed in sunshine but drenched with rain at the same time. <br />
The horizon was busy with shipping and the inshore waters were dotted with tiny fishing boats.
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  • Nominated in 2022 International Colour Awards<br />
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It was one of those dreary days in North Wales; the clouds hadn't lifted once and light drizzle dampened you from every angle. I happened upon this mountain lake where a father & son (I think from listening to them) were fly fishing from their little boat. I stood in silence in this tranquil Welsh scene, mesmerised by their action of casting lines out over the surface, a skill indeed. After a short while I found myself smiling though, as just beyond the ripples of movement from the boat and beyond the furthest reach of their bait, I noticed several large fish safely jumping for midges. Clever Welsh fish.
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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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  • In seas with diminishing fish stocks, these small Azorzian boats still probably find more than most, stuck in the mid Atlantic, but today, with the seas rough and bad weather moving in, the whole town had gone quiet and no fishermen were to be seen.
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  • At the end of the day, when the crowds have gone, it is easier to imagine how old this place is. Long before the fishing nets, round house and life-boats, these sands and granite cliffs witnessed the dramatic beauty of the ever changing skies and seas. Everything else is just so temporary, so I like the imagination this place stimulates.
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