Wednesday, February 10, 2016

FOOTPRINTS....

I`m almost reluctant to post this picture I took at Porthcurno on Cornwall`s south coast, for it was hereabouts that a gentleman from the RSPCA  became lost whilst apparently attempting to rescue seabirds who had been stranded in the recent Storm Imogen.   The search for the missing gentleman was called off late yesterday "until further information becomes available" and it is a stark reminder that however beautiful the coastline may be in good weather, it is something quite different when the storms arrive.........


Monday, February 08, 2016

A ROCKY PERCH...

I`ve never been very good with birds but this one caught my eye perched on its ledge high up on the cliffs between Soar Mill Cove and Salcombe on the Devon stretch of the south west coast path.  Could be a Cormorant, could be a Shag - someone might know - but whatever it is I thought it made for an interesting picture.......


Saturday, February 06, 2016

NORMAL SERVICE.....

Having exorcised the memories of my long ago military career, I will, as promised, return to perhaps the more agreeable pursuit of posting photos I have taken of places that I have visited and enjoyed.   So, here`s one from last Autumn.  I`m strolling along the steeply wooded banks of the West Lyn in north Devon when I hear a tinkling of water.  I look up and see this rather enchanting rivulet cascading down the hillside.   Sometimes it`s the small things that provide the unexpected.......




Thursday, February 04, 2016

56 YEARS AND COUNTING...

4th February is always a date I remember vividly....and especially so as this year the 4th falls on Thursday.   For it was 56 years ago this very day that, as a callow innocent, I made the long journey to Catterick in North Yorkshire to begin my 731 days of National Service for Queen and Country.  It was all enforced, of course; no excuses, no arguments, you just got on with it - I wonder how such conscription would be greeted by the young men of today, especially as callow innocence seems to be in short supply these days.

These pictures (for a change not my own) remind me what it was like - the endless training, the bullying, the compliance with good order and military discipline, the Queens Regulations and the exposure to that great contradiction in terms known as military intelligence.   I can still remember my Army Number - like a phone number it`s ingrained in my memory;  and I still wince as I recall being shouted at as to what my "orrible spewy name"` might be.   You see, even after all these 56 years, the memories are still raw, tinged only with a lifelong aversion to any form of compulsion, yet comforted by the lasting friendship of others who endured the same experience.

I hope you might forgive this little self-indulgence  on today of all days. Normal service will be resumed shortly........





Wednesday, February 03, 2016

AND ANOTHER ONE....

Had a wander around the local orchards yesterday afternoon and was disappointed to see that yet another orchard has disappeared under the plough.  For some years now I have managed to do the odd bit of scrumping in what used to be a very productive Conference pear orchard.   But it looks like yet another of the Kent orchards has gone the way of so many others. Just look at it now.........


Monday, February 01, 2016

A DARKER SIDE...

Away from the tourist hotspots, the holiday havens and the bright sunny coast, there is another side to Cornwall.  Places such as Bodmin Moor, the mining villages and the inner townships of places like St. Austell and Redruth tell another story and whilst they may show a darker, more forbidding side to life, even here it`s possible to capture a different kind of magic which can be just as compelling.   Here`s a photo I took showing the churchyard at St. Minver in all its mystery and eeriness which might show what I mean.......


Saturday, January 30, 2016

TREAD CAREFULLY....

Sorry in a way to feature Portheras Cove again but I found it quite captivating, not just for the scenery but also for a little story that surrounds it.   It was the site of the shipwreck of the MV Alacrity which ran aground off the Cove in thick fog on 13th September 1963 whilst en route from Swansea to Brussels with a cargo of Anthracite.  

Over the years, the ship broke up on the shore of the cove leaving thousands of razor sharp fragments littering the beach, which was declared out of bounds.  It wasn`t until 2004 that the beach was declared safe but during winter storms fragments are still brought to the surface and so visitors are advised to tread carefully and wear footwear as protection.

As for me, I was just happy to be there and be fortunate enough to capture the spindrift blowing off the top of the waves against the backdrop of the granite rocks forming the majestic cliffs that surround Portheras.........


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