From the top of Conwy Castle, a miserable day looking out across the bay towards Llandudno and the open sea. Still a beautiful scene though.
Throughout the night the snow fell. So early I rose while the world was at peace and caught this wonderful dawn over the beautiful town of Clitheroe.
I’ve always wanted to find a spot where Clitheroe Castle lined up with the big end of Pendle Hill. I didn’t think it possible but this weekend I found the place. BOOM!
View from Loughrigg Fell looking down onto the lake Grassmere. An amazing location with stunning scenery wherever you look. In the distance the village of Grassmere.
The Battle of Britain memorial flight fly over a ruined farm house.
This decaying fishing boat appears only at low tide. It has the feeling of something which died a million years ago the meat taken from its carcass leaving only bones.
The feel of death and solitude without hope. In a woorld far from mundane life.
Every view of Clitheroe Castle has a different meaning to me. This one reminds me of a childhood playing in these beautiful grounds. It is now the view on my walk to work.
This is an hand held panorama made up from seven separate photographs making a print size of 52 x 19 inch. It is the view from Loughrigg Fell south towards Windermere and beyond.
I just kept my eyes on the path as we walked up the steep icy path. Looking down the slope at a blurry nothingness make me to nervy and as soon as I take my gaze of where my next footstep should be I always end up slipping.
Coming down was horrendous. I struggle to see my fingers at arms length so seeing where I’m placing my feet safely is impossible. With every step I expected to fly down the fell. I’m lucky though to have taken with me a tiny guide, my wife, who resembled a mountain goat and kept me safe and well.
I was a bag of nerves at times but it was worth it, if you don’t do these things you don’t get the pictures.
Sat in a beach cafe at Heysham I got talking to an office worker about my photography. She said there were some great shots to be had at the old dock side. Interested we followed her directions. Looking out to sea was a fantastic view of the old pier so I set to work photographing it. Behind me was Heysham’s nuclear power station and two unhappy armed police. To be fair they seemed to give Jayne more of a grilling than me, I think she must look more dodgy. Apparently its not illegal but frowned upon to take pictures of a nuclear power station. Below you can see the pier and a cooling vent sending water used in the plant back out to sea.