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  • Evening light spilled under the clouds to illuminate the incredible and imposing Hottentots-Holland mountain range (part of the Cape Fold Belt) East of Cape Town. These mountains reach 1590 m / 5200 ft at their highest point.
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  • Beautiful old buildings in the unspoilt old town of Ciutadella (once the capital town) of the Balearic island of Menorca. Narrow streets, tall buildings, small windows and many shutters are characteristic features of these streets.
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  • Beautiful old buildings in the unspoilt old town of Ciutadella (once the capital town) of the Balearic island of Menorca. Narrow streets, tall buildings, small windows and many shutters are characteristic features of these streets.
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  • Beautiful old buildings in the unspoilt old town of Ciutadella (once the capital town) of the Balearic island of Menorca. Narrow streets, tall buildings, small windows and many shutters are characteristic features of these streets.
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  • Beautiful old buildings in the unspoilt old town of Ciutadella (once the capital town) of the Balearic island of Menorca. Narrow streets, tall buildings, small windows and many shutters are characteristic features of these streets.
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  • Honourable Mention in the 13th Black & White Spider Awards 2018<br />
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This is a deserted mining town in Western Namibia. In 1909 diamonds were found here and an industrial hamlet developed. Since then however diamonds are mostly found elsewhere and so this place went into decline. The small industrial complex is forever fighting to remain above the gale-blown desert sands but it’s still an incredible place to visit, as so little has changed at all since the early twentieth century. It’s quite eerie standing inside the large derelict buildings, the wind literally howling through the broken windows and doors, sand-dunes visibly creating within the broken interiors as you watch
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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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  • What would have been rather gloomy interiors of this old diamond mining town, the most beautiful shards of light from broken rooftops pierced the darkness and patterned the coloured walls. Wind howled at the windows and doors but there was relative calm within the sand-filled dilapidated rooms. It was slightly freaky imagining the conditions for the native workers at the height of the diamond boom there.
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  • Nominated image in the 13th Black & White Spider Awards 2018<br />
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This is the deserted mining town of Kolmonskop in Western Namibia. In 1909 diamonds were found here and this industrial hamlet developed. The nearby harbour town of Lüderitz nearby also gained rapid prosperity.<br />
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Since then however diamonds are mostly found elsewhere and so these towns went into decline. This small industrial complex is forever fighting to remain above the gale-blown desert sands but this and Lüderitz are still incredible places to visit as so little has changed at all since the early twentieth century.<br />
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It’s quite eerie standing inside the large derelict buildings, the winds literally howling through the broken windows and doors and dunes almost visibly being created in front of your eyes.
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  • Evening light spilled under the clouds to illuminate the incredible and imposing Hottentots-Holland mountain range (part of the Cape Fold Belt) East of Cape Town. These mountains reach 1590 m / 5200 ft at their highest point.
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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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  • A window blocked by stone in an historic building in Teguise town in Lanzarote
    A Ruined View
  • So happy to be back here in South Africa. One of the first things we did was head down to the stunning white sand dunes from where the distinctive looking Table Mountain can be seen looming in the background haze. So many truly fantastic landscapes in Africa.
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  • The last embers of a burning sunset caught the gable ends of the hillside town of Groeslon on the hillside below the imposing Nantlle Ridge. The clouds were on fire, billowing and swirling, hiding and revealing the majestic hills behind. <br />
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And then within perhaps a minute, a huge fire blanket of cloud on the horizon suffocated the intense flames, and the colours were gone for the night.
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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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  • Beginning of a new day at Afon Menai. Morning light splashes over the beautiful suspension bridge and the sleeping town of Menai Bridge. Always something wonderful about early morning and the promise of hope and things to come.
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  • The oldest part of the city of Albuquerque in New Mexico, founded here in 1706 by Spanish colonists. Lots of low, single story ‘adobe’ buildings create a very strong architectural character to the place. <br />
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The only thing that disappointed me was that almost every building is now a gift shop, and very touristy indeed. It’s hard to imagine what it was like in the old days with all that modern gifty stuff!
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  • A dilapidated green wooden door in avery old house in Teguise market town in Lanzarote
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  • Nominated in 2022 International Colour Awards<br />
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Wonderful colours in this old & dilapidated diamond-mine building. The hole in the floor was a most surreal illusion.
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  • This spot is so well known to both locals and visitors due to the enormous figurehead staring blandly up the narrow steps to the street above. She both intimidates and intrigues. The Bosuns Locker itself is a long established chandlers and Penrose Sailmakers just opposite have been going since the 1825! With the docks just beyond, this is classic Falmouth living history.
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  • So beautiful & romantic in the warm afternoon sunshine, but a frightening place to be in the depths of winter when huge waves pound over this granite quay. People have lost their lives from this quay.
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  • So beautiful & romantic in the warm afternoon sunshine, but a frightening place to be in the depths of winter when huge waves pound over this granite quay. People have lost their lives from this quay.
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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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  • 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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  • Winning entry in the 2019 (31st) SUN Shot up North Awards<br />
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Nominated in 10th (2017) International Colour Awards (Architecture category)
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  • Balcony windows in a narrow street in Tavira, Algarve, Portugal
    Different Views
  • Fairbourne Railway Bridge over the Mawddach Estuary at Barmouth, mid Wales, in Spring sunlight
    Rail In Barmouth
  • A short burst of sunshine plays across a small hillside near the black-earthed landscape near Tinajo in central Lanzarote. Dark clouds hang over the cliffs of Famara and the clearly volcanic landscape forms the backdrop.
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  • From a personal project looking at buildings & urban spaces under unusual or striking lighting, as if landscapes.
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  • Such an impressive structure; such a beautiful setting; such serene conditions; such a tourist attraction; such a dark history.
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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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  • The Abbey Slip, Penzance at dusk
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  • Gharbed in Warm Light, Ta' Pinu Sanctuary - Gharb, Gozo
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  • Silent Alleys, Mdina, Malta
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  • Mosta Cathedral, Malta
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  • White bunting adorned every street, and the tiny white flags buzzed in the strong Atlantic breeze blowing over the Canary Islands. In the hot streets the cooling effect of the wind was extremely welcome
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  • Dappled sunlight near the Sychnant Pass, North Wales, in winter. In the far distance, in the Irish Sea, can be seen the gigantic Rhiannon Windfarm.
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  • Yet, despite all, there was a surreal if melancholy beauty to the place. This once tourism-fronted seaside town, this once also busy quarry town that has seen better days, is topped by ancient standing stones and open windswept moorlands. The often-quiet hilltops offer solitude and spectacular views, Eryri behind, Anglesey and the Irish Sea in front, a sea quilted with colours and shadows from the vast skies above. I’ve stood at the Druid’s Circle, high on the flat peak and I’ve spoken to the stones, literally, for they listen without judgement and they hear you. I see figures in their form, and in the low wet mists when no one else is around, they will move in the vapour. Up here, high above the shadow-nestled town, it is expansive and liberating, bright even in cloud and with wings you could swoop over the darkness of Pen to the sunlit sea beyond, perhaps in Summer actually catching some warm sun rays which catch the huge sandy beach skirting this shadowy habitation.
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  • The architecture of this town has a very colonial influence. First mapped by the Portuguese, in 1883 Germany aristocrat Adolf Lüderitz purchased some of the original harbour area and surrounding land and developed the town as a fishing and trading post. In 1909 diamonds were found in nearby Kolmanskop and Lüderitz gained rapid prosperity. Since then however diamonds have mostly been found elsewhere and so the town went into decline. It’s still an incredible place to visit as so little of the town has changed at all since the early twentieth century.
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  • In an almost deserted town, Teguise in Northern Lanzarote, it was the urban equivalent of the Mary Celeste, empty streets, shops with no one about, seats with no one on them and no sound of traffic. To me it was surreal but perfect. I loved the silence and the cool peaceful shade from the burning heat. Across the whole town little white flag bunting fluttered in the strong Canarian breeze.
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  • On the low tide, on a sunny but bitterly breezy Sunday afternoon, hundreds upon hundreds of dog walkers promenade along the 4 mile plus stretch of Mount’s Bay. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many dogs and owners in one place at one time. It was like Crufts on Sea. <br />
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This was one moment where after waiting ten minutes for dogs and walkers to clear, the beach resembled a little of it’s natural beauty, back-dropped by historical Penzance town.
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  • Mossel Bay is a harbour town on the Garden Route in South Africa’s Western Cape Province. It’s known for the wide Santos Beach and the 19th-century Cape St. Blaize Lighthouse, which offers bay views. The Bartolomeu Dias Museum Complex includes the Maritime Museum, the Shell Museum and botanical gardens. The Post Office Tree, a milkwood tree in the complex, has been used as a mail collection point since the 1500s.
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  • It was strange to be standing in sunshine one one side of the valley, looking towards the banks of fog rolling over the hillsides opposite. The bustling town of Llanberis looked so tiny below the crazy swirling weather above.<br />
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UNESCO World Heritage Site
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  • A few houses in a snow covered winter rural landscape of trees and fields, high above the town of Deiniolen, Gwynedd, North Wales, in warm evening sunlight
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  • An early morning riverside walk alongside the Severn in Shrewsbury. The air was chilly from the Northerly wind but the sunshine did it's best to spread its warmth and brilliance over this green urban landscape. Birds called to each other and the willows rustled in the breeze. I've always loved strips of nature in urban areas and this river meander almost completely surrounds this ancient town with lush green watery landscape.
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  • Youngsters play and walk their dogs on the stunning windswept West coast beach of Melkbosstrand, North of Cape Town, South Africa
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  • A face screams from the side of Carnedd Dafydd as sunlight creeps over the top of a higher col. This high mountain river here in Cwm Llachar runs down to the town of Bethesda before exiting at the Menai Strait near Bangor.
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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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  • Sun rays over the Welsh mountains of Snowdonia with Bangor Victorian Pier in the foreground, jutting into the Menai Strait. Bangor is a University town and is now almost utterly dependent on the University for the city's economy.
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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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  • Landerne Pier, (named after the twinned Brittany town of Landerneau ) just to the North of Doc Fictoria in Caernarfon was completed in 1993. It's frequented by anglers and occasionally is used by boats as a temporary tie up, waiting for the dock to open.<br />
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In busy lives, it's strange that places or people that have been so much a part of our existence, become history quite quickly. Wandering along the Caernarfon waterfront, steeped in architectural & cultural heritage, my own history & memory of this place suddenly seemed so familiar
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  • Landerne Pier, (named after the twinned Brittany town of Landerneau ) just to the North of Doc Fictoria in Caernarfon was completed in 1993. It's frequented by anglers and occasionally is used by boats as a temporary tie up, waiting for the dock to open.<br />
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In busy lives, it's strange that places or people that have been so much a part of our existence, become history quite quickly. Wandering along the Caernarfon waterfront, steeped in architectural & cultural heritage, my own history & memory of this place suddenly seemed so familiar
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  • Street lights at Gallt y foel in the town of Deiniolen, glow in a wintry, snow covered landscape, with the lowest slopes of Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) in the background in shadow against a warm orange sunset.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Nominated in 9th (2016) International Colour Awards (Nature category)<br />
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The undulating set of hills in the foreground is known as the roller-coaster by locals, the foothills to Wales' highest mountain, Snowdon, the name forming the root of the Snowdonia National Park, though Snowdon's real name is Celtic, Yr Wyddfa, & is the one dear to Welsh people. This hugely popular mountain is mostly deserted and offers perfect solitude as dusk settles upon it, the crowds having left by foot and railway to the warmth of the pubs and guest houses in the town nestling below.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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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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  • No matter when I go to St Ives, at some point the sun always seems to shine. An incredible, magical, history-rich town that for me at least is at it’s best outside of the holiday season
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  • The stone circle of standing stones is called "Druid's Circle' and sits high o the hill tops above the town of Penmaenmawr.
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  • An early morning riverside walk alongside the Severn in Shrewsbury. The air was chilly from the Northerly wind but the sunshine did it's best to spread its warmth and brilliance over this green urban landscape. Birds called to each other and the willows rustled in the breeze. I've always loved strips of nature in urban areas and this river meander almost completely surrounds this ancient town with lush green watery landscape.
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  • An early morning riverside walk alongside the Severn in Shrewsbury. The air was chilly from the Northerly wind but the sunshine did it's best to spread its warmth and brilliance over this green urban landscape. Birds called to each other and the willows rustled in the breeze. I've always loved strips of nature in urban areas and this river meander almost completely surrounds this ancient town with lush green watery landscape.
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  • The huge open desert becomes a blank canvas for Daliesque surrealism when incongrous objects suddenly appear out of nowhere. There was noyhing behind me and nothing beyond except for distant hills. <br />
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To come across this derelict house, alongside a railway that stretches as far as the eye can see and on which we never saw a train, really did make us question ‘why’ and ‘who would have lived there’. Genuinely surreal and a taste of things to come in the deserted mining town miles ahead.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Comical but very cute African Penguins at Boulders Beach south of Cape Town, South Africa
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  • The fun & wonder of living in a seaside town. St Ives, Cornwall.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • A stunning genuine and unexpected sunset after a stormy afternoon. Different layers of clouds stack high into the sky above the Welsh town of Caernarfon and the mountains of Snowdonia behind. The expansive and dangerously fast Menai Strait lies in the foreground.
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  • This was a bright, fresh, sunny image (though the moon was an added bonus!) that I shot specifically for Menai Bridge Town Council for use on their website.<br />
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It was refreshing to be able to take a view of the bridge from a different angle, having been given the kind permission to shoot from one of the gardens of the amazing houses on that side of the Strait.My Nain & Taid used to live in Eithinog Farm a little higher than where this image was taken, but it’s a view I know vividly from childhood walks down through the Brewery Fields to cross the bridge
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  • As I wound my way down the tiny lane to the foreshore, I had to stop for six cars and vans, some towing powerboats and jet skis, which surprised me during this lockdown. There were a further three cars parked up in the tiny parking area but thankfully I found a space and there was no one actually to be seen. <br />
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I really wanted this slipway in the foreground with the town of Y Felinheli on the far side of the Afon Menai, basking in evening sunlight. Sadly, just two minutes after arriving, the sun disappeared behind a massive cloud bank and the orange floodlight simply faded away.
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  • Even though a town sits in the distance, the freshness and joyous escape of being on this expansive beach was incredibly up-lifting. The crystal blue skies, the sunshine bouncing off the sparking sand pool, the triangle of deep ripples and the curve of the stream - they all came together to create a perfect moment, a great escape.
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  • After weeks of lockdown in South Africa, where we were not even allowed to leave the front gate except to get food, it has been a mental overdose of freedom to do something as simple as a little walk around our local town. We are luckier than some, in that at least we have the Menai Strait nearby, and fields to walk through. It’s liberating and uplifting and what I took for granted in the past now seems mesmerisingly beautiful, even when the light wasn’t perfect like today. Freedom is everything, and anyone who thinks prison is easy because they have TV and a pool table, clearly haven’t been self isolating properly, let alone experienced proper lockdown even in their own homes. No matter how big your TV or how many films you have to watch or books you have to read, when you are told you can't leave your from gate your own home becomes a prison and there suddenly becomes a desperate need to get outside! Prison is a mental killer
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  • Never seen anything like it. We were on the road to wind blown Atlantic coastal town of Luderitz and a few miles before we arrived the effects of the wind could already be seen. At some points you could hardly see in front of the car and at other sand drifts had built across the road. I stepped out of the car on this near deserted road and was instantly sand-blasted by stinging grains of fast-blown crystals. I was amazed that there was even a road as the sand blew so constantly across the landscape.
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  • A postbox nestles in the shade of a beautiful tree, and I loved the contrast between the red and the shades of green of the tree and windows and door in this historic building in Teguise town, Lanzarote
    Shades of Green
  • 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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  • A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass covered and sensual. Amidst this gentlying blowing softness hard, prominent man made walls graphically divided the landscape. There was warmth today, not to the bare human skin but to the heart and soul.
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  • A thick Spring sea fog rolled in from the Menai Strait over Beaumaris town and the lush farmland behind. Visibility changed constantly and during a clearer moment I caught a glimpse of these non-phased cattle going about their business as I just stood in awe at this incredible weather phenomenon.
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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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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Comical but very cute African Penguins at Boulders Beach south of Cape Town, South Africa
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  • It is said that the distinctive breast-shaped hillside of Mynydd Carnguwch is sometimes aptly referred to as Bron y Ferch (The Girl’s Breast). It was over these hillsides, years ago, that men from the village would have had to walk for many miles to fetch supplies from the nearest towns, bringing everything back by hand.
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  • This is one of the main roads into Southern Namibia, shortly after leaving the border control on the Orange River. We had passed an isolated garage and a few kms later an agriculturally based township, but then we went around a bend of an escarpment and over a hill, and were faced with this arid but incredible desert landscape. We drove for over an hour on this harsh dirt track, without seeing another car. There were no towns, no hamlets, no roadside stores, not even telegraph or electricity lines. It was barren. No animals to be seen, no birds of any sort and no signs of snakes or scorpions or in fact anything. Stepping outside the car I entered an oven of heat, into the 40ºs and surprising silence. The landscape was vast and I don’t think I’ve ever experienced such a huge, empty, lonely space - but I loved it, I enjoyed the vulnerability it created and the recognition that I was really, truly alive - as little else at that moment at least, seemed to be. <br />
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I knew I was going to enjoy this country.
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