Windmills are wonderful structures. Relics of a past era when corn was grounded using big heavy stones that were turned by wooden sails, powered by the wind. I’m sure Britain used to have many of these dotted about the landscapes. Continue reading →
This is the remains of an old pier down in Lepe, Hampshire, with the tide starting to come in. The day looks deceptively nice, but it was in fact a freezing cold day in March with a cold breeze blowing off the Solant. I imagine the sea was just as cold, if not colder. Though I didn’t test out this theory as I was cold enough sat on the beach taking this long exposure shot. The bit of land you an see in the far distance is the Isle of Wight. I plan on visiting there one day along with the many other places I hope to visit and are on my bucket list.
Every year thousands up thousands of people flock to the most southwesterly part of the UK to soak up the Cornish sun. As you can imagine, the summer months are the most popular. Though a couple of friends will say that Cornwall is gorgeous all year round, hence why they live there. If you get the chance, you should visit Cornwall, there are lots of beachs to choose from.
Autumn is well and truely here. The trees are turning lovely shades of red, yellow and brown. Yes, even brown looks good in the right light. Last weekend I went to Westonbirt Arboretum with a friend to photograph the autumn colours. This year we had better weather than last year, which meant the colours of the trees looked far better when the sun was out than the rain we experienced previously. This is one of the many photos I took. Hopefully I’ll be able to make a triptych out of some of the other photos.
From the title of this post you’d think that this was a photo of the demolition of Didcot. Some may argue that’s not a bad thing, but this post is about the demolition of 3 out of 6 chimneys from Didcot Power Station. The power station shut down back in 2013 and it took almost a year before these 3 chimneys came down. When the date and time was annouced, there was a big campaign here in Oxfordshire to change the time of “blow down”. In the weeks leading up to the event, it was revealed that it would take place between the times of 3am – 5am. For those that live in and around the towers, this was far to early and given that they have been around for many years, many wanted to hold demolition parties. Unfortunately the timing of the demolition didn’t change, but that didn’t stop most of the people of Didcot and the surrounding areas from getting up early, or like me staying up all night, to find a good vantage point. Luckily me and a couple of others managed to find a good spot, but we were soon joined by many other who had the same idea as us. Then, after several delays, the towers came down at 5am on July the 27th 2014.
Now that the event has been and gone, I’m quite glad that I stayed up and photographed this event. I’ve never seen a live demolition before, it was an awesome sight to see and hear even if it was over in about 15 seconds.
RIP Didcot A
This stone forms part of the West Kennet Avenue that leads you to the Avebury stone circle. There are many stones down this avenue, though there are quite a few that have gone missing over the centuries. These missing stones are marked out with way markers to give you some sort of processional route from one location to the stone circle.
I managed to capture this shot before the rain in the distance caught up with me. Thankfully I was in the local pub enjoying dinner with a couple of others by the time it actually started raining. Good timing you could say.
This is Brill Windmill, which is situated in a little Oxfordshire village called Brill. I spent a Saturday afternoon here with a photographer friend. When we arrived in the village, the sky was blue with a few clouds. After a late lunch at the local pub, the grey clouds had arrived, perfect for taking long exposures. Although the clouds weren’t particularly fast moving on this day, but there was enough movement to blur some of the clouds.
Last month, I finally got to “use” a present I got at Christmas. That present was weekend reserved grandstand seat tickets to the British Formula 1 Grand Prix at the Silverstone Circuit and I took my dad with me. Those that know me will know that I’m a fan of F1 and going to a F1 race weekend was an item on my bucket list. That item can now be crossed off and what a brilliant weekend it was. As well was watching the millions of pounds cars race around the track on the Sunday, we also got to see the GP2, GP3 and Porshe Super Cup. This also included the free practice and qualifying sessions. There was plenty to see and with the tickets that we had, we were also able to go and sit in other grandstands on the Friday and Saturday.
On race day, our seats were situated at the end of the pit straight, looking towards turns 1 and 2 where there’s usually lots of action as the cars jostle for position from lights out. We had good views of the start, once we managed to climb on top of the seats as everyone in the stand stood up. All the cars made it round the first few turns. But we wouldn’t see a full first lap from all the cars as there was an accident about half way round, Kimi Rikannen crashed his car into the barrier and took Felipe Massa with him. This meant that the race had to be stopped whilst they recovered the cars and make repairs. An hour later the race restarted behind the safety car and we had the rest of the cars racing for 52 laps.
This photo of Jenson Button was taken on the Saturday during one of the 3 qualifying sesssions, where we were sat almost directly opposite the start/finsh line. As you can see from the photo, the weather was a tad bit wet. This made for interesting driving where we saw one car spin down the pit straight, just missing the wall, and cars getting a bit twitchy coming round the last corner. Jenson Button wore a special helmet for this race weekend. This pink helmet was to celebrate the life of his father, John Button, who sadly died at the start of the year.
There are many more photos that I took that weekend. There maybe some more that end up on this blog, or they may end up on my Flickr account. I hope this isn’t the only race weekend I get to see. Maybe next year? Eh, dad? 😉