Bossignton (1 of 3)
The way the water covers the round pebbles makes this image for me. The slight change in view from version 2 opens up the old groyne which for me adds interest.
Bossington (1 of 3)
Bossignton Beach at sunset, looking towards Porlock. This beach is a spectacular mix of large pebbles held (mostly) in place by wooden groynes. The groynes have been replaced over the years leaving remenants that look fantastic when the tide is right.
Bossington (3 of 3)
A view down one of the groynes showing their effectiveness at managing the longshore drift. In places the difference in level from one side of groyne to the other can be up to 2m.
The beach at Kilve is one that draws me to shoot every year, even though at first glance it is a complete mess! The mix of (fossil filled) rock slabs and large tidal range means the beach changes quickly as the sea moves in, creating new opportunities each time I visit.
Sometimes you miss judge a wave and it covers the rock you are balancing on. Other times you set up in the knowledge that you wet feet are inevitable, but hope the wave is not too extreme to move the camera and overtop your boots...
This wave was perfect, then next was one wave too far.
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Green Hills of Somerset
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Water has always had a draw for me, the sea especially. From windsurfing as a child, to training as a commercial scuba diver as part of a coastal engineering degree, I have always felt a need to be near, on or under the water. Now as an occasional photographer I often find myself perched on a rock, feet wet, waiting for that perfect combination of wave and sky.
For me it is the interaction between land and sea that fascinates. The movement of the water, even when calm, as it flows over rocks and river banks creates a feeling of power and conflict that is intoxicating.
While my preference is for water to be included in my photos, occasionally I do partake in that crazy photographer habit of getting up at an unearthly time to stand on a hill waiting for the warmth of the sunrise to bathe the landscape in a blanket of golden light. If I am honest, those mornings are generally the ones that give me the addictive buzz and the connection to photography and landscapes that you don’t always get when other people are awake.