I’m starting to catch up on my backlog of unprocessed photographs. Here’s one I like, of a tree on the hillside above the Llangollen valley looking east to the Cheshire plain. #photography #landscape #wales #monochrome #olympus
In my last post I wrote about a beautiful autumn day taking waterfall shots at Kisdon Force in Swaledale. The next morning was a different day in more ways than one. Richard had said he wanted to get up early in hope of getting a sunrise. I was skeptical but thought that if I really am doing this for a living I should make the effort. There was, of course, no sign of the sun. Greyness, drizzle, and wind. We set off in the gloaming anyway and took a road part-way up the valley
There’s still plenty of autumn colour in the Yorkshire Dales at the moment, if you go looking for it. The trees aren’t all bare and in dull weather trees and rivers and falls are the best subject. I went to visit my friends Richard and Polly at The Old School Gallery in Muker, where I have some pictures on show. Richard showed me a picture he’d taken recently, a rather good close-up of a small waterfall enhanced by fallen autumn leaves. He was using it in a magazine article h
Another visit to The Roaches, the extensive area of gritstone crags in Staffordshire, just north of Leek. It won’t be the last. Although only (for me) a sunrise/sunset location, there are so many beautiful shapes around that it really will repay many visits. I don’t think this latest shoot did it full justice but I hope you enjoy this small selection. #gallerypost #landscape #peakdistrict #photography
We did a walk in Snowdonia a few days ago starting from Nantmor, near Beddgelert. The terrain is wonderful, with rocks, heather, grass, bracken, and great views to Snowdon. Or at least, Snowdon in the clouds. The lovely autumn textures made up for the lack of mountain top views. The lake you can see is Llyn Dinas. #snowdonia #photography #landscape #gallerypost #wales #olympus
I went there yesterday with a cloudy forecast just hoping to get some close-ups of autumn foliage. I was rewarded with twelve minutes of wonderful yellow light as the sun peaked out through a gap in the clouds. The distance you can see is quite amazing. There are some distinctive hills on the horizon in this photo below (which is a very tight crop of a photo taken on maximum zoom). I took a compass bearing and checked on the map when I got home. The Long Mynd on the horizon i
After a good trip the week before, I took another trip to Beddgelert in North Wales to capture the Aberglaslyn Gorge with its autumn coat on. It may not be the last time, as peak colour is still to come. I went further down the gorge this time and found even better compositions of shape, texture and colour among the rocks and trees and eddies of the river. It is really a tremendous place in autumn and I think it will still be worth a visit in winter when the trees are fully b
Mynydd Mawr rears above the hamlet of Rhyd Ddu with a steam train just about to arrive in the station on picture left. www.plotaroute.com/route/507006 8.6 miles 950 metres ascent This route is a less popular way to top out on Snowdon, with some nice airy ridge walking near the top and plenty of squelchy bog trotting towards the end. Views are, as usual on Snowdon, either tremendous when clear or non-existent when the clouds come down. The tottering rocks of Craig y Bera on th
While I was on holiday in Crete for two weeks, in 30+ degree sunshine, autumn arrived in Snowdonia. It seems early this year but I probably think that every year. There’s certainly plenty of colour to be had. The day was slightly overcast, good for going to water and woods. I went to the Aberglaslyn Gorge, next to Beddgelert. A spectacular sight any time of year but a prime spot for autumn with a great mix of trees and rushing river. Towards evening I moved out of the gorge a
The sun about to rise behind the hills in the north. The morning after the night before was beautiful. Clear, still, fresh. The alarm woke me at ten past four with just a hint of colour on the horizon. The night had been warm and still with a bright moon above. However, photographically it wasn’t ideal. I hadn’t expected it to be, so I wasn’t too disappointed. The main problem was that the sun was due to rise behind the beach and in fact was going to be behind the only hills
The northern coast of the Lleyn peninsula in North Wales is a wild and (relatively) quiet place. It’s well away from the tourist hot-spots and difficult to find down winding single track roads without any signposts to help. The coastal scenery is very beautiful, with rocky headlands and sandy beaches and narrow coves. It bears comparison with much of the north Cornish coast. I’ve done wild camping trips to this area before, staying on the headland above Porth Or, or Whistling
Drive from Caernarfon towards Beddgelert on the A4085, past Llyn Cwellyn, and you arrive at Rhyd Ddu. It’s a hamlet with pub and cafe and is the starting point for one of the paths up to Snowdon from the south-west flank. The path along the Nantlle Ridge. The path sticks to the ridge crest with vertical drops on the right to the sharp summit of Mynydd Drws-y-coed and continues towards the right edge of the shot. In the distance on the left is Moel Hebog. On the other side of
The morning after the night before, and a better night’s sleep than I often get in a bivvy bag, I woke just before the alarm went off at 4 am. Out of my now dripping bag and on with as many clothes as I had. Mornings on the hill are often cold. My midge companions were still around, sadly. The sky was a little too clear to be promising but that’s better than a solid overcast so I got the camera out and waited. A frequent hazard of these outdoor morning starts is condensation.
Glenridding from Silver Crag. The Helvellyn range is the far sky line. A few weeks ago, my first (successful) overnight wild camp of the year had me in Ullswater on one of the hottest days so far. I parked in the free car park near Brotherswater intending to get to the summit of Place Fell for my camp site. I’d miscalculated twice. First, it’s quite a trek from Brotherswater to Place Fell with a heavy bag. And second, did I mention it was the hottest day of the year? I couldn
Most of my memories of St. Ives are of sunshine and glittering sea. When we were there a few weeks ago that’s what we mostly got, along with plenty of sunburn. But there was one cloudy day that gave some of the best pictures of the week. I usually have a couple of St. Ives pictures on show when I’m at art markets and people don’t believe the colour of the water. Here’s a different view that shows it really is like that. The sky was steel grey but that only emphasised the gold
The island of Anglesey is separated from the Welsh mainland by the Menai Strait, about 16 miles long and between 400m and 1100m wide. This narrowing causes quite dramatic tidal effects, looking in places like a racing river. The strait is bridged in two places, by Telford’s Menai suspension bridge and the rebuilt Britannia bridge, with less than a mile between the two. Looking down from the Anglesey side on a clear day gives a magnificent view of the strait, the bridges and t
Friend and erstwhile market stallholder Richard and his better half Polly have moved up to better things and opened a very nice gallery shop in Muker, at the west end of Swaledale in the Yorkshire Dales. We went to visit over the weekend, to see how the other half lives. Nowadays, when I’m at the market in wind and driving rain, I think of Richard all warm, dry and safe inside his gallery and I curse him. The shop – The Old School – is lovely, full of old character (apart fro
This is Brixham, in Devon, at half past seven in the morning in September 2010. I often trawl (pardon the pun – see below) through my Lightroom catalogues on rainy days, looking for forgotten shots that deserve processing and publishing. This shot was taken during one of our holidays doing the south-west coast path. I don’t get many great shots from holidays. I don’t see the sunrises or sunsets so easily and it isn’t easy to spend a long time composing when someone else is wi
Joy and I did a walk in the Llangollen valley a few weeks ago, taking in the spectacular Pontcysyllte aqueduct, now a world heritage site. There are several other almost as spectacular arched bridges along the way but best of all were the acres and acres of wild garlic in the woods all around. Here are some shots showing both the natural and the man-made. #photography #landscape #pentax #gallerypost #wales
April in England is the time for blossom. Going out photographing in the Lake District yesterday, after checking my stock at Botany Bay, for various reasons I chose the Winster valley. It had the added promise of the blossom being at it’s best during April. Blackthorn is currently in flower everywhere at the moment, especially in hedgerows next to the roads. For some reason, in the Winster valley, everyone grows damson trees in their gardens and these are also in glorious blo