I went down to Mudeford for the so-called sunrise this morning. It was more of a vague lightening of the land and coast, rather one of those glorious sunrises that you usually hope to see. I am quite glad that the weather was subdued though, because the diffuse light created a subtle scene.
It was lovely to be by the coast, listening to the seagulls and smelling the lobster pots that were waiting to be sent back out to sea. To be honest, it’s a fairly foul smell, but one that very much reminds me of home!
As a person who grew up by the sea, I have a very special affinity for it. Boats, more precisely, wooden boat building also is a very large part of my childhood. I have numerous memories of sailing, fishing for mackerel and generally faffing about on the coast. Some of my most memorable experiences of growing up in Cornwall are of listening to the sea at night from my bed. The rhythm of the waves breaking onto the beach, then rolling back out was very calming at night. I never slept with the window closed, if I could help it.
When there was a storm the Atlantic was particularly noisy and dramatic sounding. Sometimes, when I went to the coast in the morning, I would see large sections of the cliff had fallen away during the night. Often, the storm would continue during the day. It was a thrilling sight, but also one that was very dangerous if you got too close to the waterfront in such conditions.
I took this shot a few months ago when I had a brief (but nice!) spell in which I got up for the sunrise. This particular morning, back in April, I arrived after an hour’s drive to find that the weather was grey and dull. However, converting the image to monochrome and using a long exposure time (with the assistance of a 10-stop neutral density filter) helped to create a more dramatic image. It was a bonus that the clouds were travelling in such a way that they seem to converge above Clavell tower on the headland.