Tag: Morecambe Bay

Last Leaves

There’s always a day when you know you are walking among the ‘last of the leaves’. Following the River Kent along the last mile of its length is a good way to experience the ´final fading’ of the Autumn landscape. The steep banks of the river are covered in a variety of old trees – some of them dating back over a hundred years. … Read More Last Leaves

Silver light and rain-Gods

Weather-wise, there’s little of cheer at the moment. We left for Ireland in the rain, spent the week – apart from one blessed day in Waterford – in constant drizzle; and returned to face the past three days of driving downpours. Upon our arrival, the neighbours informed us that the weather in our absence had been really good. So it’s official, we’ve become ‘rain … Read More Silver light and rain-Gods

#Phoetry : Old Light

Like a knife, dividing Bright July from Oncoming storm Where birds of warning Guard the last resort With mocking grey From here is only stone And rocky way Towards the end of land Wise and full of warning Yet ancient-skilled in reach The light of ages searches #Phoetry is a mixing of predominant images and guiding worlds to – in this case – tell … Read More #Phoetry : Old Light

Some days define…

Some days define… In this case the cold. The vastness of Morecambe Bay is sometimes defined by its light. In this case the deep blue of an early afternoon with icy winds to match. Ice on the foreshore by the lifeboat’s hovercraft station, clustered into tiny pools on the dark mud. Two small fishing boats – most of Morecambe’s shrimping fleet – provide the … Read More Some days define…

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…

The old pier and the birds of young wisdom

There’s a strange object near the end of Morecambe’s long Stone Jetty pier. From a distance, it looks like a large piano… Beyond it is only the sea, so, really, it’s stuck out in the middle of Morecambe Bay. It’s actually one of two new radar stations designed for detailed analysis of the intense tidal flows of these parts – some of the largest … Read More The old pier and the birds of young wisdom

Enduring Magic of the Stone Jetty

The great Victorian steamers that used to take excited day-trippers across Morecambe Bay to glimpse the still distant splendour of the Lakeland fells are gone. Much later, old and tired ships would be chained to the north side of the industrial dock and broken up for valuable iron; to be re-smelted and given new life via giant and ‘satanic’ furnaces in Salford and Sheffield. … Read More Enduring Magic of the Stone Jetty

The tree and the bay

We walk from the car park in the centre of Grange-over-Sands to get to the ‘high corner’ that looks down to the park – the collie’s favourite grass area – and, beyond, the fabulous lone tree that shapes and defines the vastness of Morecambe bay, seen from the north, whereas most shots are from the south… And the bay was shining. Literally shining, in … Read More The tree and the bay

If I could comprehend the sky

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Mellow moods for Autumn (9) end of season

As autumn gives way to winter, different aspects of nature create new opportunities for photography… (300 words. A three-minute read) (Above: the shores of Lake Windermere – a winter favourite to come) Photographically, I prefer the UK Met Office’s guidance on the dates for the beginning of each season. In this convention, winter’s start is the first day of December, so this will be … Read More Mellow moods for Autumn (9) end of season

Mellow moods for Autumn (8) the Levens Estate

When the leaves have all but gone, nature still has one or two colourful surprises left. (220 words. A two-minute read) Rivers are beautiful at any time of year. This one, the River Kent, flows through Levens Park on its final mile to the sea, joining three other rivers in its outfall into the north end of Morecambe Bay Levens Park is the ancestral … Read More Mellow moods for Autumn (8) the Levens Estate