Tag: Morecambe

Playing with the Sun

The massive concentration of vapour-trails over the familiar presence of the Midland Hotel set me musing with a smile: we could be being invaded! I walked up the promenade a little way to get a better view of the invasion. Tess was grumbling and pulling at the lead. She’d had a ‘frantic fifteen’ (minutes) chasing her favourite ball on a beach – newly opened … Read More Playing with the Sun

The Perfect Evening

I begin to look for it from the start of July… The ‘perfect evening’. Highly subjective, of course. For me, it begins with a gentleness of warm (but not hot) air flowing over the land. Add in light that has a softness – as though mother-of-pearl had been ground into a fine dust and scattered, unseen. And the final ingredient is an emotional, mellow … Read More The Perfect Evening

Treachery and Morecambe Bay

The treachery of Morecambe Bay has been well-documented throughout its history. Volatile, unpredictable and downright dangerous are words often used to describe it by those in the know. A ‘sister’ resort to Blackpool, forty miles to the South – Morecambe has managed to cling to a little of its former Victorian glamour partly due to such iconic buildings as the renowned Art Deco Midland … Read More Treachery and Morecambe Bay

A War of Fire and Ice

Late afternoon and a final run on Heysham Beach for Tess the collie. And then strange things began to happen in the sky. Bright sun on a collision course with a front of hailstones. Not the place to be! So I grabbed a final shot and we ran for the car… Only later did this joyful result reveal itself! ©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham … Read More A War of Fire and Ice

The shifting beach…

What I love about the beaches around Morecambe Bay is the way you can go back a day later and find them completely changed. Heysham Beach, near Morecambe, is a wonderful example. In autumn, the tides get stronger, and the landscape upon which you walk – often a liminal zone between rock and sand – changes with each tide. Which is good news for … Read More The shifting beach…

Fishing for Golden Girls

There were four of them: best friends who grew up in the smoky old streets of Bolton, Lancashire, long before the leviathan called ‘Greater Manchester’ gobbled up anything that looked remotely prosperous. Bolton’s not prospering, now. It’s yet another ‘depressed former mill town’, though that blanket description completely masks the major contributions that Bolton – and many of the large towns near it – … Read More Fishing for Golden Girls

Lines on Stone

It’s amusing to watch your own progress with a pastime, hobby, or even a skill. I was new to creative photography a few years ago, and set about it with the usual Gemini enthusiasm. It doesn’t take long before you’ve taken hundreds of shots, some of them credible renderings of beautiful things – like our local River Kent, or buildings, or even skies – … Read More Lines on Stone

Menace on the Pier…

The afternoon sun was bright in the sky. We were walking back along Morecambe’s Stone Jetty – one of mum’s favourite short walks. We had just passed the half-way point by the old cafe, when I noticed we were approaching one of the tallest lamp posts – and the sun was very close to it’s line in the sky. I had been looking for … Read More Menace on the Pier…

And the band played on…

An exceptionally lucky moment… I was walking mum along the promenade, back to the care home in Morecambe. When we got close to the steps down to the road. I asked her to stop so I could take her photo against the stormy sea. As I was framing the shot, I noticed that the curved railings were casting their shadows immediately below us, onto … Read More And the band played on…

An air of mystery

I love finding subjects where there is an inbuilt air of mystery. The above shot of Heysham Village was taken from the high footpath that links the beach with the village. It’s also possible to take the lower path, directly along the shore, but it can be a much colder place in autumn and winter. The two figures caught my attention. Although it was … Read More An air of mystery

Still Light : what lies beneath

One of the joys of a bright summer day, few though they may be, is the way the intense light creates a new zone of interest beneath a tall object. A classic example, here, is the Race Office of the Morecambe Sailing Club (MSC). It sits high, overlooking Morecambe Bay on the edge of the town centre. The Race Office sits on an engineered … Read More Still Light : what lies beneath

Signs of Spring (3) : Raid a Resort!

We all have preconceptions about places we know well. As photographers, we are uniquely placed to ‘sneak up’ and shoot a different story, deliberately skewing things.. The Lancashire resort of Morecambe is less than 30 minutes drive from where we live. Tess, our collie, loves the beaches there, and there is a three mile promenade allowing pleasant Sunday walks with access to take-away coffees … Read More Signs of Spring (3) : Raid a Resort!