Posted this up a month ago on YouTube, but never updated/added it here. Had a great Holiday this year in Olu Deniz, Turkey.
We weren;t really sure what to expect as we usually go for the livelier resorts like Marmaris but after 2 weeks baking in the sunshine I’m hooked now. We were quite literally 5 minutes away from the Blue Lagoon, where we not only saw turtles, but managed to get up close to them as well !
Fulling or tucking or walking (“waulking” in Scotland) is a step in woolen clothmaking which involves the cleansing of cloth (particularly wool) to eliminate oils, dirt, and other impurities, and making it thicker. The worker who does the job is a fuller, tucker, or walker. The Welsh word for a fulling mill is pandy, which appears in many place-names.
This Mill (or the remains thereof) can be found at Bieuleiu in Hampshire within the grounds of the former Abbey and motor museum
Dug out an old image and had a play. Whilst I don’t generally ‘do’ HDR, I took this shot bracketed and had 3 RAW files 2 stops apart. Added another 2 for -1 and +1 in lightroom then ran them through Photomatix to see if I could recover the cloudy sky yet still keep some detail in the houses.
Not really sure what else I did to it other than a little cross processing and a vignette but was quite pleased with the result.
Turkish Night at the Kaan Apartments in Marmaris, June 2012. Bozo the bonkers barman put on a between dancing juggling show, which quickly degenerated int a Health and Safety Free zone with burning serviettes and mouth fulls of (I hope) Vodka or Jack Daniels.
What with the arrival of summer, wedding, and broken cars I’ve not had the time (nor the inclination to get the camera out and capture anything particularly interesting at all for weeks) That said, I did find some time to apply some ‘different’ techniques to one of my archived collections. The result was this shot, taken a couple of years ago on a camping trip to Dorset (not my favourite part of the country by a long shot). The clifftop walk from Burton Bradstock towards Lyme Regis affords some spectacular views, this being one of them.
There’s something a bit special about an early Autumn morning when the blossoming day is set to be an unusually hot one. Being by the riverside, the cool evening dew had begun to be heated by the sun. Quite thick in places, I could have been totally alone, a thousand miles from anywhere as I had a wander along the footpath.
Having found the hard way just how sharp a hedgehog’s spines are I managed to evict this creature from the caravan awning at the weekend and set him free in a more natural environment with a belly full of dog food.
It was only after he’d gone that I realised my unwelcome guest had defecated on my Union Jack leading me to suspect that he was a Scottish ctivist hedgehog with radical political views