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  • I was under the weather. It was 7.30 in the morning and I was out in my van, driving on impulse and letting the will take me to wherever. <br />
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I very rarely go near Llanberis these days even though I used to spend so much time climbing in the quarries. I could almost hear the clipping of karabiners as I basked in the healing warming sunshine. It was so peaceful. Wisps of cloud hung at the valley head and the morning light created a regression of tones from foreground to background, silloueting Dolbadarn Castle, a true castle of the Welsh princes. <br />
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As a child Llanberis was a magical place, and the departure point for several walks up Snowdon with my Dad. The steam trains were always a gripping fascination, their historical looking enginesbelching steam as they prepared fpr the chug up the steep railway to Snowdon’s summit. <br />
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Here today though, alone and thinkimg about my parents, and age, and my pwn past, Llanberis was as beautiful as ever, but so much of my vision was memories of what once was.
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  • Surprisingly, with the beautiful Telford’s Suspension Bridge carrying dozens of morning commuters’ vehicles every minute, there was a peaceful serenity down here at the water's edge. I stood on the gritty shoreline and watched as the calm water silently rose up my boots towards my ankles, visible, discernible a creeping cleansing of everything in its path. <br />
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Oystercatchers called from a nearby drowning mud flat after being disturbed from their slumber in the warm morning sunshine.  I could hear the sound of the tide as it surged past the huge arches stood steadfast in the Menai Strait. <br />
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Intermittent puffs of smoke rose from the old waterside cottage, its timber panels faintly creaking as they warmed.  No one appeared at the windows and no one could be seen walking the bridge and even the dog walkers of the Belgian Prom seemed absent. There was a sense of tranquillity in this normally busy spot.
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  • Early morning fog hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape and old church, between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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  • An eary morning mist over the tidal Menai Strait, shrouding the idyllic church and graveyard of St Tysilio Island, Anglesey. Menai Suspension Bridge (Welsh: Pont Grog y Borth) 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. It stands proud of the small church island
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  • Looking through trees in early morning sunshine across a sparkly Menai Strait at the tiny island of Ynys Gorad Goch. At high tide the house, a non permanent residence, almost appears to float and is only accessible by boat
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  • A 2.5º COLD morning at the Rhosneigr beaches, and near windless in the brilliant morning sunshine. Even from the van I could hear the crashing waves in the distance & I was getting excited. I raced to the top of the dunes and just knew it was a photo morning, though a rushed one before getting back to work.<br />
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I therefore decided to wear my wetsuit to allow me to stay in longer, and was glad I did as after half hour I was feeling a bit chilly even in my 3-2. I watched a large group of lady swimmers arrive on the far beach, and judging by the endless screams and laughs the cold waves were testing them out! <br />
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Sadly the waves decresed in size quite quickly as the tide ebbed but I was able to capture a handful of nice images before I headed back to work.
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  • A 2.5º COLD morning at the Rhosneigr beaches, and near windless in the brilliant morning sunshine. Even from the van I could hear the crashing waves in the distance & I was getting excited. I raced to the top of the dunes and just knew it was a photo morning, though a rushed one before getting back to work.<br />
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I therefore decided to wear my wetsuit to allow me to stay in longer, and was glad I did as after half hour I was feeling a bit chilly even in my 3-2. I watched a large group of lady swimmers arrive on the far beach, and judging by the endless screams and laughs the cold waves were testing them out! <br />
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Sadly the waves decresed in size quite quickly as the tide ebbed but I was able to capture a handful of nice images before I headed back to work.
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  • Beautiful calm morning swim on the Menai Strait. The sea was surprisingly cooler than a few days ago, down to 9.6º, but the sun’s rays were a welcome warmth on my face as I swam. I enjoyed watching small waves from my strokes surge ahead of me, and recognising that my energy was gently being transferred into the elements around me. <br />
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My core temperature dropped quicker than I thought this morning and I was glad to stand on the shore re-absorbing energy from the sun. A wonderful natural cycle.
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  • A 2.5º COLD morning at the Rhosneigr beaches, and near windless in the brilliant morning sunshine. Even from the van I could hear the crashing waves in the distance & I was getting excited. I raced to the top of the dunes and just knew it was a photo morning, though a rushed one before getting back to work.<br />
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I therefore decided to wear my wetsuit to allow me to stay in longer, and was glad I did as after half hour I was feeling a bit chilly even in my 3-2. I watched a large group of lady swimmers arrive on the far beach, and judging by the endless screams and laughs the cold waves were testing them out! <br />
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Sadly the waves decresed in size quite quickly as the tide ebbed but I was able to capture a handful of nice images before I headed back to work.
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  • Early morning mist gardually disappears as the early morning sun hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape and old church, between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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  • Early morning at Beaumaris, Anglesey, with views over the Menai Strait towards the mountains of Snowdonia in the background.
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  • Thick morning fog envelops the 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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  • Thick morning fog envelops the 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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  • Utterly calm conditions over the Menai Strait, near Beaumaris on a warm Spring morning. The only obvious movement was the flight of waders and seagulls as they swooped over the mirror like surface of the sea. Indeed there was near silence apart from their calls to each other. The enormous limestone headland of the Great Orme almost looked like an island as soft mist obscured the low strip of land that connects it to mainland Wales. <br />
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This was one of those mornings that fills me with positivity, physical warmth and hope for more glorious days in the summer ahead.
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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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  • Small patches of nature even in a busy urban environment. My favourite bird, the Blackbird, was rustling around in the dry leaves inthe dark shadows, forraging for food. Warm morning sunshine heated the roof tiles and was a welcome relief to the chilly Northerly breeze.  Iwonder how long it would take for a city to look quite overgrown should people disappear and peace returns to the earth?
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  • Bangor Pier looms through the early morning fog over the Menai Strait on Easter Day 2015.
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  • Bangor Pier looms through the early morning fog over the Menai Strait on Easter Day 2015.
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  • Thick morning fog envelops the 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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  • Early morning fog hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape and old church, between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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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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  • Bangor Pier looms through the early morning fog over the Menai Strait on Easter Day 2015.
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  • Thick morning fog envelops the 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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  • As the early morning fog lifted, leaving a gentle mist, a lady quietly entered the sea and swam offshore, to a point where she just floated on her back and looked up at the day ahead.
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  • Early morning swim at Gallows Point near Beaumaris. In the summer I rarely swim here as it's a mecca for jet skis, powerboats and motor launches, but from Autum onwards, it gets safer and safer and more and more relaxing and wonderful.
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  • Early morning fog hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape at Llanbedrgoch between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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  • South Stack lighthouse on Holy Island, Anglesey, in morning light with sunshine and fluffy white clouds and a calm sea.
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  • Early morning swim at Gallows Point near Beaumaris. In the summer I rarely swim here as it's a mecca for jet skis, powerboats and motor launches, but from Autum onwards, it gets safer and safer and more and more relaxing and wonderful.
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  • Early morning swim at Gallows Point near Beaumaris. In the summer I rarely swim here as it's a mecca for jet skis, powerboats and motor launches, but from Autum onwards, it gets safer and safer and more and more relaxing and wonderful.
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  • Available in four sizes from 3 x A1 Editions, 5 x A2 Editions and unlimted A3 and A4 prints.
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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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  • First light from the East over Penzance harbour in Mount's Bay, South West Cornwall.
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  • It is hard to get a good angle on both these impressive buildings, especially in the right light, but this evening everything just seemed to fall into place. The warm dead bracken compliments the colours of this beautiful but now disused historic dovecot. With an original wishing well just up a footpath, this place is steeped in history.
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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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  • Available in four sizes from 3 x A1 Editions, 5 x A2 Editions and unlimted A3 and A4 prints.
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  • Just after dawn at Penzance waterfront. In the slowly increasing half-light, I had watched a succession of early morning wild swimmers brave the calm Atlantic waters. They told me it certainly was cold, but the rush they got from the dip had remarkable benefits to their constitution and sense of vitality. They asked me to come down the next morning in my swimming trunks to try for myself.<br />
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After bidding them good morning I wandered along the harbour wall. Looking towards the Lizard Peninsula in the distance, gentle sunlight broke through a band in the clouds and illuminated the smooth sea. As I watched the glow intensify I noticed a pod of dolphins swimming across the bay. Most of the time I could just see the curve of their backs but occasionally one of them would leave the water completely and in this image you can see just that, as gulls cried overhead. It was a rather magical and serene Sunday morning.
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  • After what seems like weeks of continuous gales and rough seas, this morning was sheer calm and gentle sunshine. Even underwater had clarity. I slowly and gently swam out into the Strait and just floated there absorbing the glorious morning sunrise. I've devised a new system for towing my big camera and it's success made me so happy today, as it allowed me to properly swim without having to hold the camera in my hand all the time.
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  • When every day is a ground hog day of generally dreary repetition, the only thing that ever gives me uplift is the light & the weather. One of the main reasons we bought our modest house was the panoramic view of the whole Snowdonia mountain range - we do have rooftops of houses in front of us but the mountains themselves are basically in clear sight. <br />
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On this morning, a warm orange light was seeping under the bedroom door from the next room, so I jumped up to see what was happening. This frame was shot handheld through our bathroom window! It's not my sharpest image ever but I don't care, it just brings back such positive thoughts from that morning, and there few and far of them these days!
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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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  • “An eary morning fog rolls in off the sea, shrouding the idyllic church and graveyard of Ynys St Tysilio, Anglesey.<br />
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The 100 foot high Menai Suspension Bridge, completed in 1826 by Sir Thomas Telford, looms above the sea fog which burned off by mid-morning
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  • Morning swim at Porthleven beach out onto the reef beneath the town quay. There was hardly a drop of wind and the sea was warm and inviting. That said, the waves pushing me across the barnacled reef was sometimes unnerving, but seeing images like this was compulsive regardless.
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  • Morning sunlight through a lush green leaf canopy of woodland trees alongside the Menai Strait on Anglesey, Wales.
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  • Looking towards Fuerteventura from Playa Blanca on Lanzarote one calm morning in the Autumn of 2013 whilst Jani lay sleeping.
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  • A fisherman, a seagull and a gig called Mermaid all share the calm open space of Mount’s Bay early one January morning. For three sets of indivuals who had all been working hard, there was a sense of serenity in this Atlantic bay.
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  • I was fascinated by the gentle, minimal arrangement of the buoys below Bangor Pier but the two gulls suddenly coming into view in the morning fog, completed a wonderful oval arrangement.
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  • What a FABULOUS morning!! Couldn't decide whether to swim or photograph, wetsuit or shorts, or even which bit of coast to visit, but after loads of procrastination I ended up in my wetsuit with my proper camera in a housing, floating around in the Menai Strait. The sun was procrastinating as much as I was, but in between HUGE slow moving clouds, brilliant bursts of sunshine illuminated the sea and its depths. Small Compass Jellyfish caused me no worry thanks to my wetsuit and my exposed hands and face were nicely warm even underwater - summer bliss!
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  • Nothing like the forecast, which was for heavy cloud & the chance of a shower. When I arrived at Gallows Point Beaumaris was shining in the early morning sunshine and there was a wonderful calm throughout the view. The air was a chilly 7.8º but where the sun fell upon your skin there was a luxurious warm feeling ... until you step into the sea which felt decidedly chilly at 11.3º. <br />
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I towed my pro camera gear behind me but the light clouds that had been forming some wonderful shapes in the sky, cleared rapidly leaving mostly a rich blue universe above. Absolutely gorgeous to swim under but not quite the photo opportunity I'd hoped for. Nevertheless, I took a couple of simple non-art images, of which this is one, just to show the tranquil beauty of it all, so I hope you enjoy it anyway.
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  • We’d started out early that morning from Swakopmund, in thick fog, heading for the coast. When we arrived at our location there appeared a glow of light from the East and before long bursts of sunshine illuminated the beach, contrasting it against the dark fog behind. <br />
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The air was chilly, even in the African summer, but the gentle waves of sunlight were a welcome warmth.  The roar of the waves on this exposed Atlantic coast was relentless but strangely familiar after many days in a heatwave in the Namibian desert.
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  • A Christmas morning swim in the Menai Strait under dramatic but wonderful skies, pierced by sunlight and doused by rain in equal measure. As I watched cars sweep by on the road behind me, off to see relatives for Christmas lunch, I swam totally alone in the winter water, and it was utterly, truly fabulous and one of my most memorable starts to a Christmas Day ever. <br />
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I didn't even feel the cold, either in the air or in the water and I swam even further than of late, out to the far buoy. I smiled and then laughed out loud calling "Now THIS is Christmas" to the passing flocks of Oystercatcher and Cormorants.
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  • Got up early this morning, melting overnight. Went out for some cool air in the thick sea fog. After about an hour the fog thinned and just a mist remained. At 9.08 am, just ahead of schedule, the Scillonian III slipped it's warps and gently steamed past St Michaels Mount on its 2 3/4 hr journey to St Mary's on the Isles of Scilly. <br />
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Had several images from this morning that I really liked but just had to post this one first as two iconic subjects lined up. Even saw dolphins breaching this morning. Quite magical.
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  • Lockdown Day 4 <br />
Each morning I’ve watched the early morning sunshine slide over the neighbours wall and illuminate this post, highlighting it against the shadows of the paving slabs behind. It’s daft in a way but I just love the rounded cylinder of the post set amongst all the squares / diamonds.<br />
This morning I stood out there with my apple and suddenly decided to just place it in the shot - so not a pure find but it was a pure consideration. Hope you like it
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  • As dawn gave way to very early morning, the white sided Isles of Scilly steamship, the Scillonian III became visible against Penzance quayside last week. Interior cabin lights burned yellow against the cool blues of the morning light and there was silence as the world woke up
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  • I was totally surprised. I rarely visit this beautiful location any more due to the sheer numbers of people heading there to photograph it 24 hours a day. <br />
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With the thick fog of the morning, and it being a bank holiday I had little hope of grabbing a snap without a dozen others there already, but apart from the hamlet of camper vans parked there overnight, there was literally no one near the lighthouse. The early morning start this time had paid off. <br />
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There were moments when I couldn’t see the lighthouse at all, and others when there was temporary clarity, but the pale limestone path formed a wonderful curving connection through the weight of the fog to the lighthouse itself. <br />
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I hand-held all my shots here and escaped before the crowds appeared. I felt for a few brief moments that it was my place once again.
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  • As dawn gave way to very early morning, the white sided Isles of Scilly steamship, the Scillonian III became visible against Penzance quayside last week. Interior cabin lights burned yellow against the cool blues of the morning light and there was silence as the world woke up
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  • After what seems like weeks of continuous gales and rough seas, this morning was sheer calm and gentle sunshine. Even underwater had clarity. I slowly and gently swam out into the Strait and just floated there absorbing the glorious morning sunrise. I've devised a new system for towing my big camera and it's success made me so happy today, as it allowed me to properly swim without having to hold the camera in my hand all the time.
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  • An early start today to photograph Eryri under cool morning sunshine. The forecast was warm & sunny, but when you factored in the biting Easterly gale, I was so grateful that I'd thrown in an extra jacket before leaving home. <br />
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I arrived at an empty car park and enjoyed the whole mountain to myself, until my return journey. I was getting so buffeted by the gusts of wind that even my tripod wasn't helping much. I sheltered behind a derelict building at one point to try and increase my chances of sharp images! <br />
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Initially I was disappointed by the haze, but actually, backlit by the morning sun, I began to love the softness that the haze created. In this image, you see Yr Wyddfa (or Snowdon if you really must, but never 'Mount' Snowdon!) with it's foothills of Foel Gron, Foel Goch & Moel Cynghorion, beautifully tonally layered in the fore & mid ground. The mist has helped to visually separate the lower peaks.
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  • I was totally surprised. I rarely visit this beautiful location any more due to the sheer numbers of people heading there to photograph it 24 hours a day. <br />
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With the thick fog of the morning, and it being a bank holiday I had little hope of grabbing a snap without a dozen others there already, but apart from the hamlet of camper vans parked there overnight, there was literally no one near the lighthouse. The early morning start this time had paid off. <br />
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There were moments when I couldn’t see the lighthouse at all, and others when there was temporary clarity, but the pale limestone path formed a wonderful curving connection through the weight of the fog to the lighthouse itself. <br />
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I hand-held all my shots here and escaped before the crowds appeared. I felt for a few brief moments that it was my place once again.
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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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  • The wonderful sunlight of the morning was gradually disappearing - once scudding cloud shadows now dark sheets across the landscape - the cold winds now seemed bitter. As the weather front moved closer, last beams of direct sunlight illuminated isolated hills and peaks created a theatrically sculpted topography. Moel Cynghorion feels the last warmth as Tryfan stands imposing in the backgrpound shadows.
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  • Early morning frost on the banks of the Menai Strait, Anglesey, with the beautiful Menai Suspension Bridge looming in the background, built and completed by Sir Thomas Telford in 1826. The stone circle is monumental rather than real.
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  • Morning light over tiny waves in showery weather at Traeth Bychan beach, East Anglesey. A cloud shaped like a jumping figure hangs in the sky.
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  • After a wonderful sheltered swim in Holyhead Harbour, I headed for the West coast of the island to Trearddur Bay and Porth Dafarch. It's so rare that I can ever stand on Porth Dafarch beach and not see a soul, but today I was lucky, initially at least. High tide was slowly ebbing away revealing more and more huge swathes of orange sand, but the storm waves were deceptive and it was a mistake to wander casually onto the wet sand, as after every few waves at least one would come powering up the beach almost to high water mark. <br />
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The gorgeous blue sky and sunshine of the morning was gradually being obscured by huge, watery grey blankets of cloud. Thankfully a blur of winter sunshine tunnelled through the vapour to create a wonderfully surreal illumination of the shoreline and waves breaking on the distant cliffs. By the time I’d created some images of this wondrous natural event many cars had turned up and the beach was back to normal, busy with crowds and dogs, my opportunity had been extremely lucky, I’d had glimpses of what this place might have looked like back in history.
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  • During a morning snorkel around Porthleven reef I was quite impressed by the pillows of bed rock below the sea surface, and how everything that we take for granted about our everyday lives, is quite literally built on it - ancient earth, ancient land, such temporary humanity.
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  • A dawn swim and a brightening morning sky off the Battery Rocks near the Jubilee Lido in Penzance
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  • The early morning sunshine cast an almost perfect shadow of one of the huge cog-wheels onto the nearby wall. It was fun to line up all three elements, linking shadows to reality. The visible shadow is a metaphor for so much of what one ‘feels’ at Y Nant; there is nothing ‘actually there’ but nevertheless we sense things and can sometimes even believe we are seeing things. The history, the topography, the remnants of what was, and the present landscape all blend together at Nant, and this blend for me at least is its ‘spirit’.
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  • Morning sunshne over heavy winter snow, unusually, at Penmon Point, Eastern Anglesey. The imposing cottages of the lighthouse keepers watch over the Penmon Sound.
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  • Coastguard cottages in gentle morning sunlight passing through thick fog at Trwyn Du. These houses are so grand for such a remote and exposed spot. A blackbird hopping along the wall was the only movement in this gentle Spring stillness and it's song the only sound balancing the melancholy 'dong' of the lighthouse bell.
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  • On the rapid outgoing tide, small woodland islands rejoin the mainland, small rapids forming as it does so. Early morning sunshine filters through the Autumn trees and sparkles off shallow temporary lagoons.
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  • An early morning shoot from the hills of Yr Eifl on North Wales most Western tip, the Lleyn Peninisula. The clouds were stormy looking and threatening rain, but the sunlight between showers was crisp and beautiful and sculptural.
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  • An early morning shoot from the hills of Yr Eifl on North Wales most Western tip, the Lleyn Peninisula. The clouds were stormy looking and threatening rain, but the sunlight between showers was crisp and beautiful and sculptural.
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  • "She was in that state between deep sleep and first opening of the eyes. She was resting in a remote cove and the early morning sunlight spilled over the headland and across her figure. Even for a mermaid the warm sunshine is always welcome and she could feel its life giving energy as she stirred"
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  • Incredible early morning light in hidden coves in West Cornwall. The hard granite had been smoothed and rounded by a millenia of pounding by the force of the Atlantic Ocean which hits this coast full on.
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  • SUN28 Shot Up North Awards winning entry (2016)<br />
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International Colour Awards 2015 - Nominee in "Nature" category<br />
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“Early morning light passes through choppy Atlantic waves wrapping around me on this steeply shelving beach in South West Cornwall. It gives the impression of being underwater whilst the waves crash above the surface”<br />
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I’ve been back to this beach many times and haven’t been able to shoot anything like it again. I was completely alone on the beach and the sea was choppy and the waves powerful. This is the most amazing naturist beach I’ve ever been to in the world, so as is only right and correct, I was in my birthday suit as I took this!<br />
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I was using a heavy Canon 1DsMk3 and 100-400 mm lens to get this shot, nearly £7K of gear in the Atlantic ocean! What would have looked really crazy from the cliff-top was a little naked Jack-in-the-Box crouching down at the lowest point of a sand-cusp to shoot through huge waves as they rose in front of him, and then him standing up rapidly to keep the camera clear of the back-wash which went ribs-high trying to pull him back out to sea! This was one of my craziest shoots ever, but I am delighted with the result and yes this IS my all time favourite and I have No.1 of 10 hanging in my home.
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  • South Stack lighthouse on Holy Island, Anglesey, as seen from the flying bridge of the Holyhead Lifeboat, RNLB Christopher Pearce.<br />
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 I had to react quickly to changing compositions as this powerful vessel blasted us around the imposing cliffs of Ynys Lawd. <br />
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The early morning sunshine was gorgeous but what made this picture for me was the single fluffy white cloud hovering above South Stack lighthouse. My elevation meant I could look down onto the deep green sea as well as up into the blue sky. An incredible experience.
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  • A dawn swim and a brightening morning sky off the Battery Rocks near the Jubilee Lido in Penzance
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  • The views from Yr Eifl are spectacular at most times, but today was particularly dramatic and spacious. The huge fluffy clouds were racing up the coast over the tiny-looking villages of Trefor and Clynnog Fawr, and the morning sunshine cast distinct shadows down across a green-grey sea. They towered high above the land and dwarfed even the mountains. From my elevation, it gave an impression of flying, that ability to look down on the world below as if it were a map. When staying in Y Nant, surrounded on three sides by mountains, nestled amongst dark trees, the contrast between the escape of this nearby hilltop and the seclusion of the village was even more striking.
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  • "She was confused. She’d fallen into a deep sleep in a remote cove but as the morning sun broke over the shadowy headland she realised she was now in the open and clearly visible.<br />
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When she saw me huddled against the nearby rocks hiding from the biting Northerly wind, she froze and then scowled at me. She hadn’t been exposed to a man before but I talked reassuringly to her, and she soon came to understand that I posed no threat.<br />
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For maybe twenty minutes she alternated between swimming around the pool and pulling herself up onto the boulders to talk with me. She seemed to enjoy conversation. She loved her newfound confidence in being open in front of a man and she didn’t shy away as I asked her questions. I studied her as she studied me and we had an understanding of the fascination in each other.<br />
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As waves started crashing in on the advancing tide, she swam to the far end of the pool. She studied me intently one last time and with a flick of her powerful tail she leapt the rock barrier into the ocean and she was gone. I knew though that as our paths had now crossed, this wouldn’t be our only encounter with each other, and I was right"
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  • NOT FOR SALE<br />
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The warm sun broke the dark shadows and threw lines of light to the pounding heads racing to reach the shore first. They were white, massive and magnificent. In fact although I have seen much, much bigger waves here at the Cape, I had never really 'studied' the faces through a long lens, actively followed the faces as they rose up and teetered at the top. I have always been in awe of the waves in surf magazines and would still die to sit in a viewing boat at Pipeline or Jaws but here I was in the early morning light of Cornwall, watching and listening to these magnificent beasts rear up and hurl themselves at the coast, the noise loud, continuous and unforgiving. I just wish I had an even longer lens as I wanted to shoot just the faces, not the crests or the pits, so I have very unusually cropped one image here just to show you why! I need something like a 200-400 VR lens but by all accounts they simply don't deliver on results but maybe for this sort of subject I would have found it more than acceptable, answers on a postcard please!
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  • Early morning swim at Gallows Point before work, on a beautifully dreary Winter's day on Anglesey.
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  • Morning snorkel around Porthleven beach and onto the reef beneath the town quay. Minutes earlier a huge seal slowly swam past, disinterested in me but focussed on the fish that sheltered in the gullies of the reef.
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  • The thick fog not only enveloped the beautiful Menai Strait, it also flowed deep into the woodland, separating trees and copses into delicate tonal patterns and textures, creating an almost rain-forest like appearance. <br />
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On the way to work that Friday, I couldn't even see the end of our road for thick fog! As I had all my kit with me for a day's studio shooting, I drove via the bridges to see what atmospheric effects might be occurring. Whilst approaching the first lay-by, I saw a beautiful recessional tonal layering of tall trees disappearing into thick fog, almost top-lit by the weak early morning sun. However by the time I'd parked the van the fog has shifted and the recessional effect had reduced, so I walked right down to the edge of the Menai Strait to see whether either of the bridges would show through. This time I had the opposite problem where the fog was so thick I couldn't even see the field alongside me or more than 30 ft out onto the silent Strait. I trudged along a damp, muddy and waterlogged foreshore eventually meandering back up the misty fields to the road. Ironically, from this elevation, higher above the Strait, and with the sun starting to back-light the fog, I enjoyed several stunning variations of view from just a 200 yd stretch of road. The light, sunshine and fog were all dancing across the fast water when regrettably, I had to leave to open the gallery at 10.00 :-(
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  • The Celtic Cross shaped memorial at the highest point of ChurchIsland stands proud, just, above the fog draped Menai Strait.Though the fog obscured much of the view, the extreme low tide revealed a landscape not often seen.<br />
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On the way to work that Friday, I couldn't even see the end of our road for thick fog! As I had all my kit with me for a day's studio shooting, I drove via the bridges to see what atmospheric effects might be occurring. Whilst approaching the first lay-by, I saw a beautiful recessional tonal layering of tall trees disappearing into thick fog, almost top-lit by the weak early morning sun. However by the time I'd parked the van the fog has shifted and the recessional effect had reduced, so I walked right down to the edge of the Menai Strait to see whether either of the bridges would show through. This time I had the opposite problem where the fog was so thick I couldn't even see the field alongside me or more than 30 ft out onto the silent Strait. I trudged along a damp, muddy and waterlogged foreshore eventually meandering back up the misty fields to the road. Ironically, from this elevation, higher above the Strait, and with the sun starting to back-light the fog, I enjoyed several stunning variations of view from just a 200 yd stretch of road. The light, sunshine and fog were all dancing across the fast water when regrettably, I had to leave to open the gallery at 10.00 :-(
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  • James Kirby - Singer Songwriter<br />
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His EP Cover - "The Night is Young"<br />
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Photographed in Menorca - Summer 2015<br />
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www.jameskirbymusic.com
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  • The imposing granite rock mass of Kenidjack Tor looms out of the fog on a damp Autumn morning on the Cornish moorlands, from where you can normally see the Atlantic Ocean on three sides.
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  • After a wonderful sheltered swim in Holyhead Harbour, I headed for the West coast of the island to Trearddur Bay and Porth Dafarch. It's so rare that I can ever stand on Porth Dafarch beach and not see a soul, but today I was lucky, initially at least. High tide was slowly ebbing away revealing more and more huge swathes of orange sand, but the storm waves were deceptive and it was a mistake to wander casually onto the wet sand, as after every few waves at least one would come powering up the beach almost to high water mark. <br />
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The gorgeous blue sky and sunshine of the morning was gradually being obscured by huge, watery grey blankets of cloud. Thankfully a blur of winter sunshine tunnelled through the vapour to create a wonderfully surreal illumination of the shoreline and waves breaking on the distant cliffs. By the time I’d created some images of this wondrous natural event many cars had turned up and the beach was back to normal, busy with crowds and dogs, my opportunity had been extremely lucky, I’d had glimpses of what this place might have looked like back in history.
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  • Brilliant morning sunshine backlighting crashing waves at Porth Tyn Tywyn, West Anglesey, North Wales.
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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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  • This was taken after an early morning swim in the sea on a bitterly cold, mid-December day. Thick fog banks clung to the low-lying valleys of the island but also enveloped the coast. The sunshine was deceiving, as the air temperature was just 1º, but the light and atmosphere were surreal and beautiful.
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  • Huge wake from the twin engines of a powerful Severn Class lifeboat as it powers back into Holyhead Harbour from the South Stack lighthouse on Holy Island, Anglesey, in morning light with sunshine and fluffy white clouds and a calm sea.
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  • She had travelled oceans and her body had ploughed through waves. She had baked in tropical sunshine and been whipped by Arctic winds. Enough was enough. She needed earth beneath her feet and the firmness of land for security. Under the cover of dusk she silently slipped from those she protected and headed for the cliff tops.  <br />
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As they headed to sea on the morning tide, she could hear the calls of an unnerved crew hoisting sails. She felt guilty but her new journey was enchanting and she smiled secretly as the grasses blew around her ankles.
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  • Nominated for 11th International B&W Spider Awards<br />
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This young mother had never been up a mountain before let alone naked, but she showed such strength, in physique and character. Beneath her flesh you could see her muscles flexing and stretching; holding her steady; providing her with the balance and mobility she needed in this new adventure. As she climbed she felt the contrast between the early morning sunlight warming her back and, on her breasts, the coolness of the gentle breeze that swirled the clouds around the summit. She was on a mission and revelling in it.
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  • After a morning swim at Traeth Moelfre, I walked round the busy little headland past the new lifeboat house. A flotilla of colourful kayaks who had been chatting on the beach for an hour or more, finally set off for the open Irish Sea on super calm waters - until they rounded the peninsula and found the tide in full flow!
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  • More surreal moments in the thick fog of late. This was before work on a cold December morning. The Britannia Bridge was one minute complete, the next half missing as the vapour pulsed to and fro across the Afon Menai. A lonely gull leaves the islet of Ynys Gorad Goch, flying into nothingness
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  • The roads were quiet, the forest track deserted and the hillsides empty. The morning rays of sunlight were slowly being extinguished by a deepening cloud cover and the winds were picking up. By the time I reached the ridge a howling gale was bending even the thickest fir trees. The summits were now hidden by a cloud of racing drizzle and were completely uninspiring. <br />
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My heavy heart seemed to struggle to feed movement to my legs and every step felt tiring. As I left the hillsides I meandered around a lake and for only time that afternoon, glimmers of light glowed through thinning cloud, reflecting off the deep black lake, reminding me that at some point we will see light again.
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