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  • Walking in the baking heat of the desert landscape in Northern Fuerteventura, my mouth was dry, my skin burned, the air seemed to suck moisture direct from my lungs. The wind whipped sand across my legs and every step in the soft sand was an effort in the middy sunshine. <br />
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At the back of a beach these would be no more than fun dunes but even in this very small piece of landscape, the distant hills seemed even further away than I’d imagined, and each sandy hill was a mountain that defeated uphill progress. I found a drinks can, so beaten by the ultraviolet radiation and intense conditions that it was completely devoid of its original colours and was breaking down in structure. <br />
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And yet, despite the extreme sensations I was experiencing, there was a beauty in the hostile environment, a delicate aesthetic that lures you in to its heart; unspoiled virginal white sand sculpted by nature into wonderful curvaceous shapes. <br />
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Every time I revisit this island I am drawn back to this mini desert, but it has left me with a thirst to experience more vast and impressive deserts. Is it that the shifting surfaces and the labyrinthine of changing landscape features makes these places more magical, or surreal? It may be that we are visiting Namibia in 2018 so my curiosity and hunger for these places may be sated.
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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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  • Wind blown sand ripples at the mouth of the Malltraeth Estuary where it joins the Irish Sea at Llanddwyn Beach
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  • So happy to be back here in South Africa. One of the first things we did was head down to the stunning white sand dunes from where the distinctive looking Table Mountain can be seen looming in the background haze. So many truly fantastic landscapes in Africa.
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  • 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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  • Dinas Dinlle is a vast beach beyond Caernarfon Airport. As the tide retreats it leaves a huge inviting expanse of sand, to be enjoyed by everyone and everything from walkers to oystercatchers, until the tide once again makes its long journey back towards the cliffs.
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  • Walking in the baking heat of the desert landscape in Northern Fuerteventura, my mouth was dry, my skin burned, the air seemed to suck moisture direct from my lungs. The wind whipped sand across my legs and every step in the soft sand was an effort in the middy sunshine. <br />
<br />
At the back of a beach these would be no more than fun dunes but even in this very small piece of landscape, the distant hills seemed even further away than I’d imagined, and each sandy hill was a mountain that defeated uphill progress. I found a drinks can, so beaten by the ultraviolet radiation and intense conditions that it was completely devoid of its original colours and was breaking down in structure. <br />
<br />
And yet, despite the extreme sensations I was experiencing, there was a beauty in the hostile environment, a delicate aesthetic that lures you in to its heart; unspoiled virginal white sand sculpted by nature into wonderful curvaceous shapes. <br />
<br />
Every time I revisit this island I am drawn back to this mini desert, but it has left me with a thirst to experience more vast and impressive deserts. Is it that the shifting surfaces and the labyrinthine of changing landscape features makes these places more magical, or surreal? It may be that we are visiting Namibia in 2018 so my curiosity and hunger for these places may be sated.
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  • Possibly the strongest winds I’ve ever battled against; so strong that I was knocked sideways twice by gale-force gusts. My face and camera were sandblasted by the stinging particles, and yet, I was equally blown-away and utterly invigorated by the power of it all. The flying sheets of sand were side-lit by blazing sunshine, not long before towering walls of darkness moved in rapidly from the West. I took some other versions of this image where it literally looks I'm walking on clouds of sand, but I wanted to retain the visual of these boulders in the foreground, which became obscured in the other views.
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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 />
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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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  • Nominated for 11th International B&W Spider Awards<br />
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Walking in the baking heat of the desert landscape in Northern Fuerteventura, my mouth was dry, my skin burned, the air seemed to suck moisture direct from my lungs. The wind whipped sand across my legs and every step in the soft sand was an effort in the middy sunshine. <br />
<br />
At the back of a beach these would be no more than fun dunes but even in this very small piece of landscape, the distant hills seemed even further away than I’d imagined, and each sandy hill was a mountain that defeated uphill progress. I found a drinks can, so beaten by the ultraviolet radiation and intense conditions that it was completely devoid of its original colours and was breaking down in structure. <br />
<br />
And yet, despite the extreme sensations I was experiencing, there was a beauty in the hostile environment, a delicate aesthetic that lures you in to its heart; unspoiled virginal white sand sculpted by nature into wonderful curvaceous shapes. <br />
<br />
Every time I revisit this island I am drawn back to this mini desert, but it has left me with a thirst to experience more vast and impressive deserts. Is it that the shifting surfaces and the labyrinthine of changing landscape features makes these places more magical, or surreal? It may be that we are visiting Namibia in 2018 so my curiosity and hunger for these places may be sated.
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  • Patterns caused by wind blowing different weight sands across the vast wind swept beach of Morfa Dyffryn near Barmouth, Mid Wales. <br />
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We turned North and immediately felt the full brunt of the Northerly gale in our faces. Progress was not difficult but was definitely slow. The wind was so strong that sheets of sand were lifted off the beach and blown towards us like swirling fog around our feet. A dog in the distance jumps for a stick and travels 20 feet before landing ! It sorted "men from the boys" as they say, and I noticed a few beach visitors start in this direction then turn back very quickly, but Carol and I were on a mission to get to the far point and the estuary beyond, and it was maybe two miles of beach walk against this headwind. I was blown away [pun intended] by the patterns and tones caused by the sheets of wind-driven sand over the shore, it really was like looking down at the earth whilst flying through low cloud but anything taller than one foot or so remained clear and static, betraying the impression!
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  • Wind formed shapes in the Llanddwyn sand dunes, West Anglesey, Wales<br />
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No.7 in this Wind Formed series dealing with the fantastic wind carvings in sand, notably at the Newborough sand dunes on Anglesey.
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  • Dinas Dinlle is a vast beach beyond Caernarfon in Gwynedd North Wales. It is backed by an ancient hill fort which is gradually being eroded away by each high tide. As the tide retreats it leaves a huge expanse of sand, rocks and pools
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  • ".............I wandered at a slow pace along the water's edge, fascinated by the shifting arrangements of clouds, waves, wet sand and reflections. I loved the balancing act between wave forms, sand patterns and racing cumuli.  A little lady in green wellies marched ahead of me for most of the walk, fortunately leaving only evaporating footprints in the saturated sand. By the time I had reached the arch and a small cove within a beach, the little lady had finished her stroll, turned on her heels and disappeared back in the direction of the sheltered village, leaving me alone to enjoy the unspoilt beach.......'
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  • Abstract of sand patterns at low tide at Aberffraw beach, West Anglesey
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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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  • We arrived at the wreck location, as always in Namibia miles from anywhere. It was a beautiful summer morning, the sand so hot you could not walk barefoot. The wind had furrowed the beach into long undulating ripples, and amongst the patterns lay this small remnant of a shipwreck. It was surreal, a vast tract of soft white sand punctured by shards of rusty broken hull. I loved the incongruity of it all.<br />
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I shot two frames before out of nowhere a dark Toyota Landcruiser appeared. They could see me photographing but that made no difference. It drove towards me, passengers hanging over the side of the truck, beers in hand, shouting and jeering at me. Their tyre tracks carved up the beautiful white sand surrounding the wreck, ending the shoot there and then. A huge 20 stone fat man sat in an armchair buckled into the rear of the truck; two fat kids and three muscle-bound rednecks pulled faces as their truck circled around to come and carve up even more of the scene I’d been photographing. These were not the sorts of people you’d want to engage with, so I just packed up my camera and without any gestures of annoyance, made my way back to our van.<br />
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Thankfully I’d grabbed this frame before the morons arrived but the strange beauty, the vivid sense of history in wilderness, had been ruined for me. Such a shame that wherever you go in the world, there always at least one sad individual ready to spoil thing for others.
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  • Wind formed shapes in the Llanddwyn sand dunes, with crepuscular rays in the skies behind. <br />
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A lone walk on a beautiful winters day, from Newborough to Abermenai to relook for Beautiful Silent Danger! It would be nice to say it was just the sound of birdsong and trickling water but an enless drone of planes and unadventurous circling microlights shattered an otherwise magical escape.
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  • As the tide recedes  the water in the sand bank drains away carving temporary and unusual channels in the sand bank, at right angles to the direction of the river. The mountains of Eryri can be seen in the distance.
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  • Wind formed shapes in the Llanddwyn sand dunes, with crepuscular rays in the skies behind.
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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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  • Gentle patterns of wind blown ripples, delicate peninsulas of sand and fast moving sheets of cloud with the unmistakeable Llyn Peninsula and it’s classic peaks.
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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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  • Amazingy for midday, on an outgoing tide, the most beautiful expnase of virginal sand was revealed - sparkling rivulets os sand pools running away to join the sea cut perfect curves through bright surfaces and delciate waves gently slapped the shore.
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  • Huge storms rip up the kelp and churn it with the sand, the fronds disappearing into the sand but the stalks sticking up like strange sea worms!
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  • Bright sunshine reveals circular wind formed shapes in the Llanddwyn sand dunes, with sunlit clouds above, and the Llyn Peninsula on the mainland in the far distance.
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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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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Breakers at Dusk<br />
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There are always shallow pools at Porth Sûr but this one evening the sands had really shifted and this enormous two foot deep pool had appeared between the main beach and the nearby breakers. There was no one around at all, just this slightly eerie and mysterious pool, the most beautiful and subtle reflections of sky and water and the contrast against the distant breakers. As I took this image my feet were slowly sinking into the deep soft sand surrounding the pool and my body was gradually being drawn into the mirror flat pool. I’ve never seen this pool here again.
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  • An expansive Braint Estuary, Llanddwyn, Isle of Anglesey, at low tide exposing acres of wet sand and rivulets. The sea lies beyond the range of sand dunes in the distance.
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  • Sunshine, squalls, showers, dramatic skies reflected in the rippled wet sand of Traeth Lligwy Beach, East Anglesey.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • The huge Morfa Dyffryn beach near Barmouth - vast expanse of sand and dunes from Barmouth to Shell Island ner Harlech. One of the best naturist beaches in the the UK let alone Wales.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Low tide at 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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  • 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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  • 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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  • As Storm Imogen makes her first appearance, and dark clouds build on the the horizon, I find myself fascinated by the sheer variety of beautiful coloured stones lying just beneath the surface of the sand pools before an incoming tide. The weather created dreary conditions but every so often gentle glimmers of light illuminated this wet world, a world that has seen rain for almost three months solid. It was so lovely to find such intriguing beauty in such inclement weather
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  • Dinas Dinlle is a vast beach beyond Caernarfon in Gwynedd North Wales. It is backed by an ancient hill fort which is gradually being eroded away by each high tide. As the tide retreats it leaves a huge expanse of sand, rocks and pools
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  • Shot whilst being filmed for a French TV channel. I took the crew to Newborough where we discussed my 'Wind Formed' series, looking at the shapes and patterns within the sand caused by effects of the wind. This series started in about 2006. It was almost impossible to create anything worthwhile when a crew requests where to stand and where to look and when to chat but I was happy enough with this grab shot for them to use it within the feature.
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  • There are some images that really should be video, not stills. I think maybe this is one of them. I like the image but only because of my memory of the event; sheets of sand were lifting in the gale and blowing at high speed towards me. The stream was almost gurgling as it tumbled to meet the sea and a flock of geese were chatting to each other as they dabbled in the pebbly sand pools. There was so much going on and so much to hear that I'm not sure any still image begins to describe the beauty of it all. <br />
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I have a feeling that I really need to start shooting 'moving stills', not video as such, just still frames where the world moves within the frame. To share my experiences with others, I feel there are occasions where extra information is needed, audio & movement at least. Now HOW do I record & synchronise the sounds of my scene with the camera - a whole new world of learning & I'm not sure I have enough years left to learn!
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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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  • Dinas Dinlle is a vast beach beyond Caernarfon in Gwynedd North Wales. It is backed by an ancient hill fort which is gradually being eroded away by each high tide. As the tide retreats it leaves a huge expanse of sand, rocks and pools
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  • Three walkers at Llanddwyn Beach, a vast open sand dune backed sandy beach, stretching for miles at this West edge of Anglesey, and Caernarfon Bay. The Llyn Peninsula and Yr Eifl is seen in the distance.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • So happy to be back here in South Africa. One of the first things we did was head down to the stunning white sand dunes from where the distinctive looking Table Mountain can be seen looming in the background haze. So many truly fantastic landscapes in Africa.
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  • 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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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • Exposed to the force of the Atlantic Ocean, baked in searing summer heat, blasted by gale force winds, it surprising that anything survives on these shores but with Table Mountain as a backdrop, small succulent plants cling to life amongst the dead Kelp and delicate grasses on this vast white sand beach.
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • No.6 in this Wind Formed series dealing with the fantastic wind carvings in sand, notably at the Newborough sand dunes on Anglesey.
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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sand of Porth Tyn Tywyn at Rhosneigr, West 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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  • Dinas Dinlle is a vast beach beyond Caernarfon in Gwynedd North Wales. It is backed by an ancient hill fort which is gradually being eroded away by each high tide. As the tide retreats it leaves a huge expanse of sand, rocks and pools
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Ripples on deep water channels left between sand banks and mud flats at low tide in the Dulas Estuary near Lligwy, East Anglesey, in showery weather, with dramatic clouds in the sky.
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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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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sand of Porth Tyn Tywyn at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • A stream cuts down the beach to reach the door, carving beautiful curves through virgin sand. Black clouds stall overhead and light levels dropped dramatically, yet, there was a sombre beauty in this endlessly fascinating stretch of coast, regardless of weather.
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  • Calm seas at Llanddwyn Beach West Anglesey, Wales, and a sand bar revealed at low tide.
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  • Nominated for 11th International B&W Spider Awards<br />
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“The wind blew hard across the rolling landscape but the winter rain drove harder, stabbing the skin of the earth and the flesh of the figure. The sky grew dark and the hills blackened, but a gentle beam of light continued to illuminate the woman, outstretched on the dune. A firm arm of soft sand pressed into her back, supporting her and the new life now growing inside her, positioning her to face the universe”
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  • "Strong wind blows the Marram grass on large sand dunes at Aberffraw, West Anglesey. The huge and private Bodorgan Estate can be seen to the left, and the mountains of Eryri and the Llyn Peninsula can be seen in the distance. White horses race to the shoreline and the gale whips up sea spray from the breaking manes”
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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 weak sunburst over the Irish Sea at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, North Wales. In the foreground is a large sand pool, emptying on the outgoing tide. In the distance, a large gull stands on a rock at a distant reef.
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  • Sunset over beautifully textured and patterned wet sand at low tide on Llanddwyn Beach.<br />
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The gorgeous reflection of the evening sky in the long sand-pool was the main attraction for me
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  • Waves creep over a sand bar at Silver Bay cove on North West Anglesey whilst clouds scurry overhead
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  • Strong winds and inclement weather sweep over the huge sand dunes at Llanddwyn, Anglesey. The sunset provided bursts of sunshine over this Marram Grass strewn landscape.
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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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  • Amazing light on Broad Beach, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, Wales. There is a river that runs from Maelog Lake (Llyn Maelog) cutting through the sand dunes and out onto the open beach, forming numerous tributary streams before finally joining the Irish Sea
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  • ....."The tide was .............. high! Not high enough to drown the caves but high enough to eliminate sand patterns. Hmmm. The light at 6.30 ish was surprisingly bright and high in the sky so I didn't even get the contrast and colours I wanted. I decided instead to enjoy the spring warmth, watch the gentle wavelets and observe the rising tide. I wandered as far out around the headland as I could, scrambling over rocks until I found a fantastic cave, with light at the rear! I ducked down and entered the cave. I discovered another tunnel at 45º joining it at the back, effectively forming a giant torch. I was surprised at the both the intensity of the light, but also the warmth of the light when seen in isolation from the rest of the sky and open landscape. It was very theatrical......"
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  • Ripples on deep water channels left between sand banks and mud flats at low tide in the Dulas Estuary near Lligwy, East Anglesey, in showery weather, with dramatic clouds in the sky.
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  • It was baking hot, so hot the sand burned your naked souls. The cool Atlantic Ocean was the only escape but standing at the waters edge the rip was clear and the water deep . As wave after relentless wave crashed on this exposed West coast I would have to endure the midday sun for a short swim would have become a long and dangerous drift. The place was beautiful and spectacular nevertheless
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  • Strong winds and inclement weather sweep over the huge sand dunes at Llanddwyn, Anglesey. The sunset provided bursts of sunshine over this Marram Grass strewn landscape.
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  • A channel marker had pulled from it's sand bank in Caernarfon Bay and drifted on the tide to this point on the Llanddwyn / Malltraeth beach on Anglesey. It was successfully recovered and re-sited within 24 hours.
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  • This beach doesn't change profile that often, but when it does, it seems quite significant, leaving large pools & lagoons, with fish-like undulations of sand ripples. As we move towards summer, it was so uplifting to see change on its way.
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  • Normally at this time of year, when you see a beach like this, the marks on the sand are from footprints of beach-goers, but today on a near-empty stretch of beach at very low tide, these millions of impressions are entirely natural, an intricate but vast web of interconnected structures created during the outgoing tide. Streams from stranded beach pools desperately cutting their way to the ocean are an ongoing fascination for me.
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  • Absolutely taken aback by the level of flooding in these normally bone dry sand dune valleys. The warm early Spring sunshine was clearly inspiring the skylarks as there were dozens of them, singing their little hearts out. It made me happy thinking about the Summer, and I hope they were as happy as I was.
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  • The most beautifully delicate pools of windblown sea on a near deserted wide beach at West Anglesey. Unusually, no foot or paw prints anywhere, just a wonderful expanse of virgin sand and a watercolour wash of sunset.
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  • Sunlight on patterns, textures and pools in the sand at Church Bay, North Anglesey
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  • Winter winds blew across the beach; small ripples radiated across the wide sand sea water pools and clouds raced overhead. Such beauty, such awe and such contrast. As I stood and watched the sunset play before me, cold air crept down my neck and I realised just how easy it is to be fooled by beauty.
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  • Dramatic Autumnal evening light over perfect wave-smoothed sand in West Penwith, Cornwall.
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  • Late afternoon gently moved towards evening and I enjoyed complete solitide on this sandy strip at the far tip of Llanddwyn. <br />
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There were however naked footprints in the virgin sand, two souls in paradise
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  • There is something so wonderful about being the first person to step on virgin sand as the tide rapidly retreats from coves and bays. Traeth Coch is vast and flat but low tide reveals millions of ripples, undulations and shallow pools.
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  • This beach doesn't change profile that often, but when it does, it seems quite significant, leaving large pools & lagoons, with fish-like undulations of sand ripples. As we move towards summer, it was so uplifting to see change on its way.
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  • The superb rounded boulders created over thousands of years rolling around in this cove, were strangely and easily covered by shifting levels of grey sand. The gentle river tumbling down from the Cot Valley carved it's own niche, exposing once again the beautiful granite eggs.
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  • Absolutely beautiful conditions last night on the West coast of Anglesey where I did a long beach walk.  The weather over Menai was thunder and rain, but this was just at the edge of the weather front where low evening sunlight bathed the beach. On the outgoing tide the most perfect tiny waves pulsed towards the sand banks, backlit by the sunlight. It was like viewing a gigantic ripple tank experiment. The sun didn’t remain intense for long and turned to one of those hazy evening where sun disappeared behind a huge cloud bank, but it remained serene anyway and held a beauty of its own.
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  • One of my first images that I was truly proud of, was of intensely side-lit, cliff-top grasses blowing around granite boulders at Land's End at the most South Westerly tip of the British Isles. The light on the wind-blown sand dunes at Rhosneigr were such a vivid reminder of the light & textures I experienced nearly 40 years ago. I honestly felt as if I was there on the Cornish clifftop and I didn't want to leave the place.
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  • Isn’t the planet just magnificent! From mountains of sand to mountains of rock, Earth’s natural processes are just incredible, and what they create are beautiful.
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  • Isn’t the planet just magnificent! From mountains of sand to mountains of rock, Earth’s natural processes are just incredible, and what they create are beautiful.
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  • I just stood there back to the gale as the Heaven’s opened and pummelled me with freezing hail. Throughout the squall the sunshine continued, blasting the miles-long sand dunes in Autumnal light. I had to shoot quickly, and hid the camera in my jacket. Stunning lighting and a beach almost to myself - immersed in the elements - perfection.
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  • Almost cream-like, wonderful tongues of foamy ocean lick the ice-cream wafer sand
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  • Awarded a discretionary MERIT in the 29th SUN (Shot up North) Awards for full time professional photographers<br />
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Nominee in Fine Art Category / B&W Spider Awards 2017<br />
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Tiny blades of light penetrated the thick armour of black clouds over the Irish Sea. Pierced into soft dunes were short lengths of delicate fencing, resolutely standing their ground in the shifting sand, but gradually becoming eroded by the relentless attack of wind and weather.
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  • The most beautiful patterns caused by a sheen of water running over a wide expanse of sandy beach at Marazion, Cornwall.
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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sands of Porth Tyn Tywyn,  Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • It was somewhat unnerving being isolated amongst the burning and sharp white sands of the dunes beside the Skeleton Coast. In the foreground you can see Jackal footprints but our guide, who remained in the van, says that he’s wild camped out here and one morning he opened the zip to his tent, to see a huge dark and menacing looking Hyena in the fog just beyond him.<br />
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In the silence I thought I’d be able to hear any approaching beast of the dunes but then I noticed my own footsteps were silent, so theirs definitely would be. I also noticed deeper, heavier set footprints across one of the dunes and I started to imagine that at any moment I’d go over a small hillock and see the beast staring up at me from the dip below. <br />
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As it happened I never saw any wild canines, but instead thoroughly enjoyed the surreal sense of being lost in the inhospitable white terrain all about me.
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