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  • Gorse burning in misty evening sunlight at Cwm Ystradllyn, Snowdonia, North Wales<br />
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As I wandered down off a remote and lonely mountain, I said hello to a farmer on quad bikes who was making his way up the mountainside. I then noticed smoke appearing a little way further down the track. As I rounded the bend I realised he had set fire to gorse bushes, in a controlled burn and was now repeating the process higher up. I was mesmerised by the billowing smoke - crackles of burning twigs the only sound in this silent landscape, and that memory-jogging smell of childhood bonfires in Grandad's garden.
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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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  • A Monday evening. I'd gone out to catch some surf but it was seriously blown out in some very heavy gales and was just mush, so I took some shots instead :-) The very low evening sunlight was blitzing the coast with an amazing intensity, as powerful in it's own way as the pounding waves. Where the waves were smashing over this set of rocks the plumes of spray were being backlit turning them a rich orange/gold. However, as you can see from the foreground I was basically IN the sea, with no tripod so for the first time in my memory, I have deliberately cropped the original a little to show just the bits I wanted. Theoretically it would have been easier for me to change lens but the sea spray was so intense that I didn't fancy a £5K sensor covered in salt water - so there you go, probably my first ever forced crop! :-((((
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  • Late Spring flowers, bursting colour through evening sun-lit grass at the far end of Llanddwyn Island on Anglesey.
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  • It's been maybe a year since I last took my Mum & Dad out for a fish & chip evening at the seaside, and I know we all feel we are missing the connection as time flies by and equally is getting shorter. So the other night we made rapid last minute arrangements and a very happy Mum & Dad climbed (almost literally) into my van and off we went. <br />
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The breeze was strong and deceptively cool outside the warm sunlit cab, so with the smell of salt & vinegar pervading the air, and later clothes, we sat and chatted to each other about life & love and family. After washing it down with a nice cup of flask coffee I felt it was daft not to go and check out the lowering sun as it began to set over the impressive wet beach. I left my folks in the comfort of the vehicle and wandered along the huge expanse of flat sand, textile-patterned with watery layers from the retreating tide. <br />
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I am so into my rock climbing these days that I find so much less time to take photos, combined with an increasing awareness that I simply don't want to shoot stuff I've shot so many times before. There was something so sublimely beautiful about the colours, reflections and intensity of light this evening though, that I found myself genuinely enjoying the looking and lining up of simple compositions in the vast emptiness.  I had no tripod for a change and I was able to move fluidly and easily to benefit from the rapidly changing conditions, before all too soon the sun moved behind a huge cloudbank rolling in as it often does, from the Irish Sea. <br />
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I returned to the van happy that I'd taken some pictures for a change, but also aware that I'd missed maybe half an hour of the company of my lovely parents. I'm finding that time is harder than ever to allocate to the things I want to see and do in life, but that maybe small moments of lots of things are more important than long periods of narrow obsession. Actually I don't think there's much choice anymore as the hourglass is more than half empty.
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  • Delicate last washes of evening sunshine bathed the West facing mountain landscape. The Marchlyn lake glowed blue against the grass-covered man-made dam. Even though the air was cold, the weak sunshine offered warmth when I sheltered from the wind. I was instantly attracted to these amazing geometric faces of rock in the foreground, perfectly shattered by nature.
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  • When the crowds have gone and the leagues of dog walkers have departed for tea, the beach releases its true magic. I’ve always been fascinated by the cleansing effect of an incoming tide. I love watching the mess of footprints disappear as a new virgin floor of sand smoothes its way up the beach in front of my eyes. It’s even better when evening pulls a dark blanket of silence over the noise pollution of the day.<br />
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I crouched almost at sand level, the tripod legs repeatedly covered by salty water and I enabled the fast motion of the rapid tide to move everything in the image other than the ancient rocks themselves. I walked back across the huge beach and up along the deep river in darkness. True harmony.
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  • This was my first trip to South Africa and I was blown away, almost literally, by this vast and exposed Western Cape, with the famous Table Mountain dominating the distant horizon. The white sand was warm but the strong South Westerly wind was actually chilly. It formed ripples across the surface of the soft dunes here at Duynefontein. I’d heard so many horror stories before visiting Africa, about being mugged at gunpoint, bitten by snakes or stung by scorpions that I was super nervous for months beforehand. I can’t say my fears disappeared completely, but walking barefoot on the sands in this incredible landscape on my first evening, made me realise that it’s a very big planet, and that with your wits about you, you could actually thoroughly enjoy a new world nevertheless. We are returning to Africa but this time with a lot less nerves and a lot more wisdom about what to expect and what not to do. It is without doubt a captivating country even if you have to be constantly aware.
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  • Sunset from the summit of Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) before spending the night sleeping on the café floor whilst on a commercial shoot for a client.<br />
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The light was simply spectacular, with warm colours that belied the cold we felt due to the ‘wind-chill’ factor of gale force winds. We were greeted the next morning with thick cloud and bitterly cold drizzle so the evening light really was a magic moment.
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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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  • Warm, glowing evening sunset throws orange light over the rocks at Porth Tyn Tywyn, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey as a calm sea gently laps at the reef.
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  • A short walk yesterday evening to catch the last of the light, whilst trying to avoid rain showers. The wind was strong and chilling but the colours behind the rainstorm were wonderfully warm.
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  • For such a brief opportunity to get to the coast this evening, the conditions certainly delivered and I was blessed with solitude as well. <br />
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As the sun dropped, giving way to a magenta dusk, I suddenly became aware of a brightening half moon over Snowdonia. The darker became dusk the more brilliant appeared the moon and it shimmered on the retreating tide. What really made this image work for me were the gentle curves of small waves pushing over a sand bank. As in my image “Wind Formed 4”, this was perfect geometry in nature, and I was utterly captivated and found it very hard to leave.
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  • Evening sunlight over 'Gyrn’ in the Carneddau mountains of Snowdonia, Wales.
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  • Evening sunlight over 'Gyrn' and Moel Wnion in the lower Carneddau mountains.
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  • The pointed peak of Pen yr Ole Wen, the first peak of the Carneddau range in Snowdonia, in evening sunlight, reflected in a slow moving, dark, river pool, flowing out of Cwm Idwal hanging valley down to the Ogwen Falls and the Nant Ffrancon pass .
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  • Arriving at South Stack the cloud cover was much more extensive than I'd expected and as evening drew close, only a distant burn of weak sunset behind miles of rain, made any form of feature. Somehow though, the whole thing felt beautifully balanced because of it.
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  • A gentle evening light; it didn’t last long.<br />
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A weather front advanced across the horizon and the brilliance of the sunshine subdued and cooled. An army of figures marched the trek from car park to lighthouse, a pilgrimage for many.<br />
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For me however the sheer wonder of Llanddwyn is not the manmade structure on the island of lovers, but the incredible beauty of the natural; the huge wind-formed dunes covered in swaying marram grass, back-dropped by the skyline of wonderful Welsh mountains. <br />
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The lighthouse is an objective but the dunes are true beauty.
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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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  • A Cornish evening - Church Cove<br />
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© Glyn Davies - All Rights Reserved
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  • Peaceful evening at Llyn Alaw as the sun sets over this tranquil lake
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  • Huge cumulonimbus clouds catch the evening sunset above wind-blown Marram grass covering sand dunes at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey
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  • After two amazing days of rock climbing in near 20º sunshine here in North Wales, I found myself walking on Llanddwyn Beach after work today, revelling in the unusual weather conditions. If global warming meant more lovely days like this all year round, with no negative impacts, I’d say bring it on!!<br />
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The sea was very calm indeed, but as usual the Malltraeth side offered some small but fast waves, crashing against the evening sunlit cliffs. Dozens & dozens of lemming like figures dotted the dunes, rocks and forest edge, all focussing their beady eyes on the setting sun.
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  • On a glorious evening at the tip of North Wales the lo sunshine backlit clouds of spray from the long lines of surf rolling into the bay. Movement caught the corner of my eye and I watched three sheep scramble up to the top of. steep cliff - just a wonderful liitle moment.
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  • Gentle evening sunshine crosses the barbed-wire divide of grass-covered dune-land near Newborough on Anglesey.
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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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  • Just love it when shapes and patterns come together and create dynamic compositions.  Warm colours during a very cold evening on this West Anglesey beach last week.
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  • An ebb tide reveals multi-coloured pillow-lava at Llanddwyn on West Anglesey. Many people have asked if the colours have been retouched in the computer, which they are not.When you are on a beach most pebbles look rather drab, but wet them in the water and they reveal rich vibrant colours. Imagine this on a bigger scale, where a whole reef of mineral rich rock becomes wet from the sea, and you’ll then understand why there was no need to use software to embelish this image
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  • Subtle moments of brighter light at sunset after a wet, rainy day at Silver Bay, Anglesey. The advancing tide created a powerful backwash of waves.
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  • Yes another dreary evening here on Anglesey, heck we've not seen much sun at all this summer have we! We'd sat on a little beach hoping for any glimmer of sunshine and finally gave up. On the way past the causeway though, the gentlest beams of sunshine squeezed through the depressing blanket of cloud and the warm, murky sea adopted a beautiful silvery skin, slowly undulating over slow waves.
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  • Right alongside the RAF training base at Rhosneigr, nestles this wonderful sandy beach, which seems to go on forever when walking it. During the day the roar of jet engines rattles the sky along with any peace you hope to find, but as this evening drew in, the only roar was that of the surf as a warm sun dipped behind a huge cloud bank.
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  • Embers of an evening fire in the sky, illuminated gentle sets of peeling waves rolling towards the beach at Hell's Mouth in North Wales.
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  • A short afternoon walk turned into a beautiful evening, on a magical and deserted beach, full of warmth after a cold start
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  • Nominated in 2022 International Colour Awards<br />
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Such beauty in such turmoil; drifting curtains of heavy showers backlit by the most wonderful Autumnal sunset. Spray-covered faces; salt-crusted skin, and sea-coasted glass all made for a vivid experience of nature in full flow.
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  • Chaotic weather and stormy conditions over the west coast of Ynys Môn this evening, this summer! One minute, torrential downpours the next, blazing hot sunshine - utterly unpredictable other than for its unpredictability.<br />
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Holyhead Mountain can be seen in the far distance whilst fast-appearing crepuscular rays scan the surface of the Irish Sea as the clouds race inland. It was wind-blown and spectacular and I revelled in the elements
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  • A short walk yesterday evening to catch the last of the light, whilst trying to avoid rain showers. The wind was strong and chilling but the colours behind the rainstorm were wonderfully warm.
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  • Beautiful evening light on the crumbling cliffs of the hill fort at Dinas Dinlle, North Wales. Only around half of this hill fort remains after years of constant erosion from the Irish Sea
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  • After two amazing days of rock climbing in near 20º sunshine here in North Wales, I found myself walking on Llanddwyn Beach after work today, revelling in the unusual weather conditions. If global warming meant more lovely days like this all year round, with no negative impacts, I’d say bring it on!!<br />
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The sea was very calm indeed, but as usual the Malltraeth side offered some small but fast waves, crashing against the evening sunlit cliffs. Dozens & dozens of lemming like figures dotted the dunes, rocks and forest edge, all focussing their beady eyes on the setting sun.
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  • After two amazing days of rock climbing in near 20º sunshine here in North Wales, I found myself walking on Llanddwyn Beach after work today, revelling in the unusual weather conditions. If global warming meant more lovely days like this all year round, with no negative impacts, I’d say bring it on!!<br />
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The sea was very calm indeed, but as usual the Malltraeth side offered some small but fast waves, crashing against the evening sunlit cliffs. Dozens & dozens of lemming like figures dotted the dunes, rocks and forest edge, all focussing their beady eyes on the setting sun.
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  • Hand-held grab shot of a wash of golden light over eroded smooth rocks on Anglesey’s West coast this evening. <br />
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The skies looked dramatic, numerous clouds being blown rapidly in a strong breeze. The air was cold enough to warrant a winter coat, but anticipating some tidal shots I wore shorts to the beach. As I stood in the sea to make more images I was surprised at how warm the waves were as they wrapped around my legs.
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  • Dramatic Autumnal evening light over perfect wave-smoothed sand in West Penwith, Cornwall.
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  • Gentle waves flow around the rocks at sunset at this rocky point at Porth Tyn Tywyn, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • Just before sunset, but in the shadow of the shoreline crags, a powerful repeating surge created an eerie disturbance in what was otherwise a calm sea. Looking out, I could meditate over the tranquillity of the scene, but when I looked down, the water was rising and falling in deep crevices, occasionally rising so high that it covered my boots, but then dropping maybe five feet down slippery slopes into the darkness.
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  • The Scillonian, part of the Isles of Scilly Steamship Company, gently heads back into Penzance after its crossing from the Isles of Scilly. There was such calm that evening and hardly a soul about as the moon rose higher in the sky. Over the gentle sound of the waves all we could hear was the throb of the steamship engines.
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  • Just the most amazing weather and light over the Irish Sea this evening. I'd just been swimmig, well dipping in the surf and although less rough than last night, the rip and power in the waves was still powerful nevertheless. I'd entered the sea in bright sunshine but sheets of rain, and finally hail, pounded me after I got out.
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  • Just a week ago and Jani & I found ourselves walking further than planned, to a silent signal station on Northern Anglesey. We sat beyond the walls in beautiful evening sunshine listening to perfect natural sounds, of gliding gulls, singing seals, sleepy skylarks and clamouring choughs. We drank coffee and ate cake as the sun set, before a stiff & steep cliff walk back up to the summits, but really I think we could have happily dreamed there.
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  • Chaotic weather and stormy conditions over the west coast of Ynys Môn this evening, this summer!  One minute, torrential downpours the next, blazing hot sunshine - utterly unpredictable other than for its unpredictability. <br />
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Holyhead Mountain can be seen in the far distance whilst fast-appearing crepuscular rays scan the surface of the Irish Sea as the clouds race inland. It was wind-blown and spectacular and I revelled in the elements
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  • Gentle waves at sunset at the rocky headland between Porth Tyn Tywyn and Broad Beach, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • Gentle waves at sunset at the rocky headland between Porth Tyn Tywyn and Broad Beach, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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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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  • 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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  • As is the way with my days off these days, there is no rush ever. Jan works long days and even longer nights in an intensive care department and there is NO shift pattern at all to allow a person’s body clock to plan the week. Her need for sleep catch up is vital, so I have learned not to expect a 7am leap out of bed, and instead to respect her body clock readjustment time. It doesn’t stop me getting fidgety however if the light looks amazing, and the day is going by :-)<br />
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It was Sunday however, and for Jan a rare Sunday off, so whatever! The weather forecast was for brightness, light cloud, zero chance of rain and plenty of sunshine later. We could do a lazy leisurely hill walk later with no worries about the elements or timings. I didn’t really absorb the additional information I skimmed through on the mountain weather forecast though, which indicated freezing level at summits and 45mph winds. Nevertheless we threw in our Paramo’s and Rab wind proofs just in case, along with two flasks of steaming hot coffee.<br />
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At about 2pm we started the one hour drive towards the distinctive pyramid shaped mountain called Cnicht. I haven’t done it for couple of years and I love the mountain (approximately 2200 feet). I have done it from the very meandrous North side and also from the shadowy East facing quarry valley of Cwm Orthin, which was today’s plan as I wanted to show Jan the old quarry workings. However, as part of her prep for some bigger mountains in the next few weeks she said she’d prefer a steep ascent, so we headed for Croesor on the brighter West side instead. This was a first for me too which was nice, making our way up the classic West ridge.<br />
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We decided to have a cuppa and a sandwich in the cafe in the tiny, sleepy hamlet of Croesor but the cafe was so asleep it was closed! I was really surprised, this being the Easter break and a car park packed with walkers’ vehicles. We started up the long, bouldery woodland track before exiting right up towards
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  • Snip from blog: "As the light dropped even lower, and I realised my new Petzl head-torch might be used for real for the first time, low level contrasts and longish exposures actually ignited some interest in me, and I even had fun deliberately using my head-torch light on the dark foreground waters. This light was my mark - my signature that I was there, fighting to show my existence in an advancing nothingness. I saw this as a metaphor, in that sometimes there is a necessity to make one's light shine, no matter how incongruous, in the never-ending global story of repetition, emulation and predictability :-)"
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  • I'm always so grateful, that even during periods of great lows, some surprising and exceptionally wonderful moments present themselves, uplifting us and making our hearts beat faster, for good, positive reasons, not for reasons we may have been facing beforehand. <br />
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At an extreme low tide, the lowest I've ever seen on this beach where even a distant boat wreck seemed reachable, I was quite simply blown away by the sheer beauty of the surreal landscape exposed.
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  • Just a few days to go until Wales finds some sort of normality before the next national lockdown! The weather seems to be reflecting my / our moods at present, one minute dark clouds, rain and even hail, but the next, glorious sunshine and even a hint of warmth on your wet face. Shallow pools seemed deep and menacing but upon the surface glowed patches of clean sunlight. These rippling islands of gentle light reminded me that the sun will keep on rising and falling despite everything, and that life goes on, with or without us.
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  • Ominous rain clouds & wild weather on my journey to the coast last night, but even in the wind & downpours the sea was warm. I felt utterly connected to the elements & I smiled even at the  horizontal rain pricking my back as I tried to dry myself. As Summer fades to memory and Autumn gales replace gentle breezes, immersing myself in the ocean late into the year is becoming a test for me.
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  • I'm always so grateful, that even during periods of great lows, some surprisng and exceptionally wonderful moments present themselves, uplifting us and making our hearts beat faster, for good, positive reasons, not for reasons we may have been facing beforehand. <br />
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At an extreme low tide, the lowest I've ever seen on this beach where even a distant boat wreck seemed reachable, I was quite simply blown away by the sheer beauty of the surreal landscape exposed.
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  • So strange seeing popular places near deserted, and equally so beautiful and calming - no excited shouting, screaming kids, dog-calling, drones, lines of people on a mission to honey pots locations and a deserted lighthouse. I imagined that going back 40 years or more, maybe this was the norm, that you’d only ever see a handful of people the whole walk? The landscape felt different. It felt more wild, more desolate, more natural, more timeless, more spiritual. <br />
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I guess to find this sort of calm solitude; refreshing mental freedom; we’d have to travel much further afield. Anglesey is now a playground for so many, even mid winter, and whilst it’s always beautiful, it’s rare to find solitude. For many they don’t mind, they even seek the comfort of other people being around, but for me I need total solitude - I need to experience places without seeing anyone - it’s the only way I can allow my mind to connect properly with the planet.
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  • We’d been so engrossed in our rock-climbing that we hadn’t even noticed the full-moon behind us, rising above Crib Goch ridge on Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) <br />
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Had to stop to grab a snap from the roadside, so thankful that I’d left my tripod in the van.
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  • I was struck by the simultaneous approach of dusk as the big light of the sun goes out, and also the switching on of the little household lamp in the cottage to the right. We take so much for granted these days that a little flick of the switch means we can continue to work and play through the dark hours, but that at one time night was something to be revered or even feared.
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  • Clouds built over the horizon but in the last of the sun they looked beautifully dramatic, textural and crisp. In fact there was so much texture in front of me that it was hard to find the minimalist simplicity I've been drawn to recently. For maybe ten minutes the world turned pink, the hue washed over the sky and infused in the gentle waves, even the wet sand threw it back skyward. I stood in the sea, in my walking boots, wave after wave lapping at my shins but amazingly my feet stayed as warm as the sunset colours. I studied the waves smoothing and cleansing the beach before me, back to perfection.
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  • From a short series of images taken after a very wet rainy day. I had gone to the beach anyway and started walking in the drizzle just to get fresh air. I played with my iPhone taking numerous fun pictures with some on-board software but as I was playing, the skies broke a little, and holes of daylight swept past, briefly and teasingly but the effect on the wet sands was awesome. The rain had meant most visitors had stayed away even the dreaded dog walkers and their sand destroying pooches ! I was alone and totally in the zone. After dark I ran through the waves for the sheer hell of it.  Full story will be on my blog at http://www.glynsblog.com  © Glyn Davies 2010 - All rights reserved.
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  • Shot on my new Sony A7R2. Confident washes of strong wind waves powered up the beach even on the outgoing tide during a darkening dusk.<br />
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The skies looked dramatic, numerous clouds being blown rapidly in a strong breeze. The air was cold enough to warrant a winter coat, but anticipating some tidal shots I wore shorts to the beach. As I stood in the sea to make more images I was surprised at how warm the waves were as they wrapped around my legs.
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  • I arrived at the beach at the very last minute, after a long day in the gallery and a desperate need for fresh air. The sunshine on the trees and hedgerows as I swept by in my van was an intoxicating promise of things to come but even as I neared the coast I could see a band of broken cloud on the horizon and a chance of broken promises.<br />
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I took a couple of frames from the sand dunes before  jogging down to the water’s edge where huge sand pools had formed. There wasn’t a drop of wind and the water surface was like a mirror. I managed about 3 subtly different frames before the sun dropped behind a layer of dark cloud and the intensity had gone for the night. <br />
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I count myself lucky nevertheless
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  • I arrived at the beach at the very last minute, after a long day in the gallery and a desperate need for fresh air. The sunshine on the trees and hedgerows as I swept by in my van was an intoxicating promise of things to come but even as I neared the coast I could see a band of broken cloud on the horizon and a chance of broken promises.<br />
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This is one of a couple of frames from the sand dunes before jogging down to the water’s edge where huge sand pools had formed. I only managed about 3 subtly different frames before the sun dropped behind a layer of dark cloud and the intensity had gone for the night. I count myself lucky nevertheless
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  • No A1 prints left. A2 and smaller only<br />
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"Clouds built over the horizon but in the last of the sun they looked beautifully dramatic, textural and crisp. In fact there was so much texture in front of me that it was hard to find the minimalist simplicity I've been drawn to recently. For maybe ten minutes the world turned pink, the hue washed over the sky and infused in the gentle waves, even the wet sand threw it back skyward. I stood in the sea, in my walking boots, wave after wave lapping at my shins but amazingly my feet stayed as warm as the sunset colours. I studied the waves smoothing and cleansing the beach before me, back to perfection.<br />
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The expanse of Llanddwyn beach and the peak of Holyhead Mountain can be seen in the background"
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  • Clouds built over the horizon but in the last of the sun they looked beautifully dramatic, textural and crisp. In fact there was so much texture in front of me that it was hard to find the minimalist simplicity I've been drawn to recently. For maybe ten minutes the world turned pink, the hue washed over the sky and infused in the gentle waves, even the wet sand threw it back skyward. I stood in the sea, in my walking boots, wave after wave lapping at my shins but amazingly my feet stayed as warm as the sunset colours. I studied the waves smoothing and cleansing the beach before me, back to perfection.
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  • Dusk in the West, at Aberdesach on the Northern edge of the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales, facing out to the Irish Sea. The mountains of Gyrn Goch, Yr Eifl and Garn For are in the background. <br />
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Clouds built over the horizon but in the last of the sun they looked beautifully dramatic, textural and crisp. In fact there was so much texture in front of me that it was hard to find the minimalist simplicity I've been drawn to recently. For maybe ten minutes the world turned pink, the hue washed over the sky and infused in the gentle waves, even the wet sand threw it back skyward. I stood in the sea, in my walking boots, wave after wave lapping at my shins but amazingly my feet stayed as warm as the sunset colours. I studied the waves smoothing and cleansing the beach before me, back to perfection.
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  • On a baking hot day we drove into the sunset across the rugged high cliff tops of West Portugal. Jani sat in the van to call her Mam whilst I wandered down to the rocky cove. As I walked out to the low tide mark, i realised the beach was absolutely massive, miles long to the North and pure sea washed sand. The cliffs looked even higher when looking back at them. The day as usual had been clear blue cloudless sky, so it was an extra bonus to see delicate clouds gently sliding Southwards across the horizon. I had the whole beach to myself and was in seventh Heaven. <br />
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However, when i turned to walk back to the car I noticed a young man curled up against the cliffs, clutching a beer bottle and looking most melancholy. I know that when I go into my dark patches, the beach becomes my salvation, my escape and my remedy - I empathised with this guy who had come miles to see the sunset on this spectacular and deserted coast.
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  • Swimming at the reef at Trwyn Du (Penmon Point) in small but powerful waves in a beautful and short-lived sunset. Three seals had just been swimming quite close to me but by the time I'd grabbed my real camera they'd moved further away. I'm always a bit wary of seals so in one way I was relieved but it would have made an even better image if one had been peering at me within these frames!
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  • Just a small part of the huge private estate - with little public access, which is the current residence of Prince William and the lovely Kate. I won't be saying where there is so don't ask! US Anglesonians are quite protective of the quiet supportive couple ! :-) <br />
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The nice thing is, even when the couple leave, the place will still remain beautifully rural, and simply beautiful!
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  • A gentle breeze searched through the undergrowth for me, the ancient burial mound beyond the hill had witnessed me, I had walked in my ancestors footprints. Even as I tried to leave the place I was being watched.
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  • We decided to ignore the warnings not to drive during Storm Ciara, and headed for the sea. The narrow coastal roads were covered in seaweed and pebbles but high up above the cliffs of South Stack we only had the gale force winds to contend with. I left Jani warm in the van and fought my way down to the cliff edge, thankfully the wind blew me onshore not off! On arrival the skies were dark and gloomy but as I set up the tripod, sunlight burst through a break in the clouds and illuminated the short grasses clinging to the siltstone & quartzite rocks around me. <br />
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I had to lean hard onto the tripod just to try and keep the camera still enough to make the shot. Even then I decided on a higher ISO for safety. Almost as soon as the sun warmed my wind-blown face, it disappeared and I was blown uphill back to the van!
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  • Amazingly, these incredible red cliffs that look so loose and friable, are actually well known for rock climbing. Tenuous, pumpy, scary and overhanging climbs meander up this battle-zone between land and sea. The gigantic broken block in the small cove says it all. After many years of dreaming about it, I have recently climbed some actual routes on these incredible sea cliffs, and from the zawn below the cliff faces are even more imposing!
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  • In this cove of high erosion from weather and huge Atlantic waves, arose order. Boulders rounded like giant eggs seemed so beautifully placed in the gritty dark sand, left perfectly even by the receding ocean
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  • Swimming at the reef at Trwyn Du (Penmon Point) in small but powerful waves in a beautful and short-lived sunset. Three seals had just been swimming quite close to me but by the time I'd grabbed my real camera they'd moved further away. I'm always a bit wary of seals so in one way I was relieved but it would have made an even better image if one had been peering at me within these frames!
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  • Swimming at the reef at Trwyn Du (Penmon Point) in small but powerful waves in a beautful and short-lived sunset. Three seals had just been swimming quite close to me but by the time I'd grabbed my real camera they'd moved further away. I'm always a bit wary of seals so in one way I was relieved but it would have made an even better image if one had been peering at me within these frames!
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  • Luck or lack of luck, take your pick. Lucky to enjoy some glorious sunshine today, even in a strong North Westerly breeze. However, after 3 hours of rock climbing, 25 minutes of sea swimmin in shorts, and a brisk walk to Llanddwyn lighthouse, the sunset faded rapidly leaving me just a minute to grab this shot before the light disappeared.
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  • In this cove of high erosion from weather and huge Atlantic waves, arose order. Boulders rounded like giant eggs seemed so beautifully placed in the gritty dark sand, left perfectly even by the receding ocean
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  • An extreme low tide revealed sections of sand bars I'd never seen before and at this distance even the dog walkers hadn't managed to destroy the purity of the sand sculptures. The sea was almost silent, the sun warm but the wind cold. I was the only one for miles on this end of the beach and I walked home alone.
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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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  • 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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  • 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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  • Summer evenings at Rhosneigr, almost impossible to avoid the crowds on the main beach so finding moments like this when people have moved away, requires so much patience, and hope!
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  • After the harshness of the crags and cliff sides, the angular edges of the quarried levels and the tidy angles of the village itself, these large and beautifully rounded boulders seemed almost organic, and the way they spaced themselves evenly across the fine pebbles of the beach gave them a lifelike character of their own. It was hard to resist simply running my hands over the beautiful smooth curves, much as you would with a Henry Moore sculpture.
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  • After the harshness of the crags and cliff sides, the angular edges of the quarried levels and the tidy angles of the village itself, these large and beautifully rounded boulders seemed almost organic, and the way they spaced themselves evenly across the fine pebbles of the beach gave them a lifelike character of their own. It was hard to resist simply running my hands over the beautiful smooth curves, much as you would with a Henry Moore sculpture.
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  • Colourful sunset reflected on wet beach, pools and the sea itself, at the coast at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, Wales
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  • Boat wreck in wintry, showery weather and high winds, at low tide at Cymyran beach near RAF Valley, West Anglesey.
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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  • Intense golden sunset with numerous cclouds and crepuscular rays over a gently rippled calm Irish Sea at Trearddur Bay, Holy Island, Anglesey
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  • Menai Suspension Bridge (Welsh: Pont Grog y Borth) which 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.
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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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  • Dramatic large cumulonimbus clouds increased over lush rolling hillsides and farmland, whilst the ancient stepping stones navigate the walker across the wide gap of the Afon Braint River near Newborough on West Anglesey. The hills of Snowdonia canbe seen in the distance, and on the wall straight ahead sits a cock pheasant, creating an almost perfect traditional British countryside scene.
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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  • Mirror like lake surface at sunset at Llyn Alaw in North Anglesey.
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  • A dense reed bed behind the beach at Llugwy, East Anglesey, at dusk
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  • Aberffraw church in the main village, in mist at dusk, during a particularly cold, snowy winter
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  • Sand bars left by outgoing tide at Cymyran at dusk, West Anglesey. Rhosneigr in the far distance.
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  • A flock of sheep all stare moonward as the sun sets, Rhoscefnhir, Anglesey<br />
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