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  • Trees in wall circles, trees outside wall circles, a huge white lane and snowing in sunshine - this lane seemed to be a lane in waiting for something magical to occur.
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  • Narrow rural Anglesey lane, sided by low walls and open countryside on either side. The hedgerows are rich and varied with vegtation and flora.
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  • Sunlit Anglesey lane winding its way down to Beaumaris and the Menai Strait
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  • International Color Awards 2016 - Nominee in "Nature" category<br />
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When so much of Anglesey has been bought up by the super rich, it is unusual to see any buildings in an historical relatively untouched state. This cottage in a rural backwater, literally! on an untarred country lane, offers a gentle reminder of things that were.
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  • Farm and lane within rolling farmland and fields of sheep on the Llyn Peninsula at this most Westerly tip of North Wales.
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  • Farm and lane within rolling farmland and fields of sheep on the Llyn (Lleyn) Peninsula at this most Westerly tip of North Wales.
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  • The narrow lane winding up through the slate quarrying village of Deiniolen, disappears over the ridge but in the distance the Snowdon railway track leads us up to the summit of the highest mountain in England and Wales
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  • Farm and lane within rolling farmland and fields of sheep on the Llyn Peninsula at this most Westerly tip of North Wales.
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  • We were driving down this very long & narrow country lane. When we rounded a corner this was a very disturbing family of five standing at the roadside, two parents & three children, all faceless figures in the dark bushes. We were both genuinely shocked but said that on the way back we should stop and tentatively take a photo of them. On the return, I could tell we were both slightly on edge about seeing them again, but they'd gone, and in their place hovered this figure of a witch. Constructed or not, in this very isolated rural place, well off the beaten travellers track, even the fast change from faceless family to faceless witch, was quite bizarre.
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  • Narrow rural Anglesey lane, sided by low walls and open countryside on either side. The hedgerows are rich and varied with vegtation and flora.
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  • A mountain walker stops at a high point of a precipitous crag of Craig y Bera on Mynydd Mawr, to watch banks of cloud roll in from the Irish Sea and curl over the top of the Nantlle Ridge in Snowdonia, North Wales before evaporating again over the Nantlle valley.
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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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  • The dovecot, Penmon<br />
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Available as unlimited A3 & A4 prints
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  • A snow covered Nant Ffrancon Pass, in Snowdonia, Wales. Cwm Idwal can be seen in the distance, at the base of Glyder Fawr. The famous Devil's Kitchen cleft can just be seen in the centre top of the image.
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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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  • 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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  • From my book<br />
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"Nant Gwrtheyrn - Y Swyngyfaredd (The Enchantment)" available here on my website<br />
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The deserted valley and quarrying village of Nant Gwrtheyrn, North Wales. Now restored as a Welsh language & conference centre.
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  • After weeks in self isolation and lockdown in South Africa, walks in the Anglesey countryside really were like a walk to freedom. Everything seemed fresh, special, more intense and beautful than ever before. We really do live in a beautful place.
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  • Almost a dirt track, this red dusty road cuts through dry grass covered hillsides near Figueira near the Algarve coast. Dark clouds loom on the horizon from approaching stormy weather
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  • I simply love the road down to Aberdaron. It so much reminds me of my native Cornish homeland, down at West Penwith, and yet it's undeniably Welsh and unique. In West Penwith there are high tors, but nothing as grand as the mountains of Tre'r Ceiri, Garn Ganol & Garn Fadryn. I always get a sense driving down this windy narrow road, that I'm driving to the edge of the earth, and likewise at Land's End. Wonderful parallels for me.
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  • Deserted mountain dirt track, the (R339) on the mountain tops above the Keurbooms Corridor, which connects the Garden of Eden section of the Garden Route National Park to the Tsitsikamma National Park section. NE of Knysna.<br />
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As we climbed higher into the mountains the sunshine disappeared and a welcome cool cloud surrounded us. The vegetation up here was incredibly varied and abundant. Around this corner I ended up standing on a crossroads surrounded by wild Baboons as I was pre-occupied with the ‘Calling the Herd’ sound sculpture by Strijdom van der Merwe.  <br />
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It is sad that this corridor from Knysna to Addo used to be used by 1000s of elephants, but since colonisation they have all have been hunted to near extinction in these amazing valleys, that are otherwise still rich in biodiversity. There are no elephants left wandering this area and the Knysna elephants are no more. The ‘death warrant’ was issued and carried out on the tiny remaining population by ruthless hunter Major Pretorius, but even the British Royalty including the Duke of Edinburgh spent days hunting and killing these amazing animals.
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  • "Stop, Look, Listen" Anglesey lane<br />
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Such silence! No vapour trails, no cars, no other walkers! Just the sound of a blackbird, a wren, a robin and the bleating of new lambs. It IS surreal, this human silence. I hear more nature now and I’m exploring the countryside more than in years, but the complete lack of human sounds is also strangely disturbing at present, for we know WHY.<br />
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A unseen, unpredictable killer disease is on the rampage and it can kill any of us at any time. This is the silence of fear; it’s like one of those post-apocalyptic road movies, where things seem visually normal, even beautiful, any yet there is a darkness in the unknown, in the waiting and in our solitude - a solitude I usually desperately need!
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  • This beautiful lake sitting high up in Cwmffynnon in the Carneddau mountains of Snowdonia, North Wales, looks totally natural, but has in fact had a small dam added and is now a reservoir, serviced by a narrow access lane up the hillside.
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  • On the top of a high headland, in an apparently deserted village on the mountainous West Coast of Corfu, a cat silently and purposefully walks down a mosaic lane, it glanced at us in acknowledgement, but we didn't speak Greek so it moved into the shadows.
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  • This beautiful lake sitting high up in Cwmffynnon in the Carneddau mountains of Snowdonia, North Wales, looks totally natural, but has in fact had a small dam added and is now a reservoir, serviced by a narrow access lane up the hillside.
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  • Another image looking towards Albania from the walls of Pantokrator Monastery on Corfu's highest peak. Driving up to this place was eerie enough with huge drops to the side but doing a three point turn on a lane two cars wide, with a drop of hundreds and hundreds of feet either side certainly brought me closer to God! In fact Carol actually got out the car whilst I made the manoeuvre ! Not helped by the fact the wind was blowing quite strongly on this 3000' peak...What I did like was the absolute simplicity of the place and the amazing light and decoration within the monastery itself. I met a very gentle priest there, who had come outside to the cliff edge to photograph the sunset on his small digi-compact. Again I was taken aback by the contrast between the dark, sombre cloak of this bearded young priest, and his fingers racing across the menu wheel of the camera to show me some of his previous sunsets ! :-)
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  • On the lane from one bay to another, as I skimmed across the hill tops, a flood of intense sunshine swept the landscape, backlighting fields, trees and hillsides. The intensity of the green was rich and vivid, like the old days of shooting wonderful but innacurate film like Fuji Velvia - but this was real!
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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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  • We trudged through soft wet sand towards the coast, and apart from one couple passing us on their way back to the lane, we found ourselves alone on an empty beach. <br />
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On the retreating tide a tumbling river carved it’s way towards the sea, backlit by the low winter sun.  Waves formed upon the surface and in a surreal moment of observation, they appeared to be flowing back upriver towards the dunes - strangely hypnotic and utterly wonderful.
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  • Winding my away along narrow rural lanes to get to the beach, the valleys full of icy fog, this elevated farmhouse was silhouetted by the morning sunrise which turned everything from a steely-blue to a warm orange hue. So often we'd walk, cycle or drive by scenes like this without batting an eyelid, but in atmospheric conditions like this, everything was mesmerisingly beautiful.
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  • A hillside tree is sillouetted by dramatic sunlight reflecting off the vast bay of Traeth Coch, (Red Wharf Bay) which at low tide reveals a pattern of sand cusps in the wet sand which reflect the bright sunshine. Small figures at the water's edge on the shoreline show the scale of this beach. <br />
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Following a specific location request from one of my customers, I found myself (almost) lost outside Llangoed on a warm late summer's afternoon. The sunshine back-lit the leaves of lush overgrown lanes as Cara Dillon sang to me in the front of the van. The hedgerows literally brushed past me as I ventured into narrower and narrower pathways, crows giving buzzards a temporary reprieve as they laughed at my black VW squeezing it's way out towards the bay.<br />
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The shallow beach at extreme low tide creates huge cusps of sand and water, resembling textile designs from the 1960s! The vicious and burning intensity of the light on the retina was not from the sun itself but from it's reflection on the wet sand. Although I tried to compose using peripheral vision I still was left temporarily blinded after shooting some frames.<br />
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Of course the contrast between the sunlit sand and the dry areas surrounding, meant the contrast was of the scale. To me, this was wonderful though, for just as looking towards the light blinded me, I found the fake shadows to be a beautiful and textural contrast, absolutely stunning.
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  • These huge, ancient mountains offer some opportunity for spiritual nourishment from nature & landscape, but almost without exception it's near impossible to find real peace & tranquility here, from high planes and wasp-like drones; the scream of motorbikes racing up the mountain passes; even just outdoor adventurers, chatting, laughing, shouting and calling to each other, to the endless background hum of cars winding their way around the valley lanes.  <br />
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So during lockdown it was an incredible treat, a unique lifetime experience to find myself utterly alone in this magnificent landscape. No planes in the sky, not one vehicle on the road, empty lay-bys and no other sound of human voices. What I did hear, vividly & acutely, were the sounds of the wind in the trees & grasses, the chirping of birds and the trickling of water in tiny brooks. I've rarely felt as close to being at one with the planet. There are few things I will miss about lockdown, but the privilege of finding true solitude in normally busier landscapes, is definitely one of them.
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  • Dramatic sunlight against ominous dark skies threatening very heavy rain moving over the Isle of Anglesey. The beach in the foreground is the vast Red Wharf Bay (Traeth Coch) which at low tide reveals a pattern of sand cusps in the wet sand which reflects the bright sunshine. <br />
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Following a specific location request from one of my customers, I found myself (almost) lost outside Llangoed on a warm late summer's afternoon. The sunshine back-lit the leaves of lush overgrown lanes as Cara Dillon sang to me in the front of the van. The hedgerows literally brushed past me as I ventured into narrower and narrower pathways, crows giving buzzards a temporary reprieve as they laughed at my black VW squeezing it's way out towards the bay.<br />
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The shallow beach at extreme low tide creates huge cusps of sand and water, resembling textile designs from the 1960s! The vicious and burning intensity of the light on the retina was not from the sun itself but from it's reflection on the wet sand. Although I tried to compose using peripheral vision I still was left temporarily blinded after shooting some frames.<br />
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Of course the contrast between the sunlit sand and the dry areas surrounding, meant the contrast was of the scale. To me, this was wonderful though, for just as looking towards the light blinded me, I found the fake shadows to be a beautiful and textural contrast, absolutely stunning.
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  • Dramatic sunlight reflecting off the vast bay of Traeth Coch, (Red Wharf Bay) which at low tide reveals a pattern of sand cusps in the wet sand which reflect the bright sunshine. <br />
<br />
Following a specific location request from one of my customers, I found myself (almost) lost outside Llangoed on a warm late summer's afternoon. The sunshine back-lit the leaves of lush overgrown lanes as Cara Dillon sang to me in the front of the van. The hedgerows literally brushed past me as I ventured into narrower and narrower pathways, crows giving buzzards a temporary reprieve as they laughed at my black VW squeezing it's way out towards the bay.<br />
<br />
The shallow beach at extreme low tide creates huge cusps of sand and water, resembling textile designs from the 1960s! The vicious and burning intensity of the light on the retina was not from the sun itself but from it's reflection on the wet sand. Although I tried to compose using peripheral vision I still was left temporarily blinded after shooting some frames.<br />
<br />
Of course the contrast between the sunlit sand and the dry areas surrounding, meant the contrast was of the scale. To me, this was wonderful though, for just as looking towards the light blinded me, I found the fake shadows to be a beautiful and textural contrast, absolutely stunning.
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