Yesterday, I was ‘lucky’ enough to spend a couple of hours on the shoulder of the M25 waiting for a recovery truck. Naturally, it was a pretty tedious wait, and naturally, I had my camera with me.
Unfortunately I never had the tripod, though in fairness, with the traffic thundering past at 70mph plus I doubt it would have helped. So, from the safety of the car, with breath held I took my first ever light trail photos. Not technically perfect (there’s a lot of motion wobble but nevertheless still not a total disaster.
Not sure if I have any words to put around this one at all – Shame I messed up the focus (I neglected to take into account that I needed to stand in front of the sink rather than in it – Duh…….
Unlike the previous post which prompted a plethora of verbose musings I think this image should just be left without comment. It’s all about the light.
Stuck in a hotel, far away from home things get a tad tedious and you go a bit stir crazy. After a while, everything becomes a potential photograph, and you start to look at things a bit differently.
After being awake for a goodly portion of the night due to the mammoth thunderstorm and bucket sized raindrops hammering the roof of the caravan for a few hours, I went for a rather early morning stroll to see what was happening.
On reflection, I probably should have used the tripod that was in the boot of the car, althought the clouds weren’t quite as dramatic as I would have expected (or hoped). I also learned that the sun actually rises a lot earlier than 4 o’clock.
This shot, is taken looking across the River Blackwater from St Lawrence, towards the two towers of the de-commissioned Bradwell-on-sea nuclear power station.
Bradwell-on-Sea is a village in Essex, England. It is located about 9 km (5 miles) north-northeast of Southminster and is 30 km (19 miles) east from the county town of Chelmsford. The village is in the district of Maldon and will be in the new parliamentary constituency of Maldon. It has a population of 877.
It was a Saxon Shore fort in Roman times known as Othona. The Anglo-Saxons originally called it Ithancester. Saint Cedd founded a monastery within the old walls in 653, which survives as the restored chapel of St Peter-on-the-Wall. From there, he evangelised Essex. In the 20th century, the village became more well known as the site for the Bradwell nuclear power station. It also has a very good sailing club and outdoor leisure facilities
The village has been called Bradwell juxta Mare, Bradwell-next-the-Sea and Bradwell near the Sea.
Celebrated Residents include Thomas Abel, Sir Henry Bate Dudley and Tom Driberg
During World War Two Bradwell Bay Airfield was a front line air base.
The village is on the Dengie peninsula.
Stuck here working, while outside ity’s sunny. Been watching the shadows crawl across the wall while waiting for some inspirational words for the documents I’m writing.
This, it has to be said, makes my eyes go funny – It may just be me, but the actual image appears to be an oddly shaped trapezium.
Image Copyright Dave Frost – www.davefrost.co.uk
Continuing my recent trend of slightly moody, and questionably dark images, we have this one that I’ve entitled Step into the light.