A selection of large canvas prints from my recent exhibition The River Within - London
While the Coronavirus pandemic continues, I am offering my large canvas prints at a 25% discount to help you brighten your indoor spaces.
Imagine a unique canvas print featuring London, as seen from the perspective of a little kayak, above your sofa or bed. It would look awesome, be a focal point of the room and something beautiful to look at while stuck indoors. In the future, it will be a lasting reminder of the beauty of the Thames and a natural talking point for your guests.
The discount is automatically applied once you have added an item to the shopping cart.
Additionally
15% of each print purchased will be donated to the Westminster Boating Base, a children’s charity which teaches young people (and adults) to sail and kayak on the central London River Thames; building skills such as teamwork, fitness, leadership, water confidence and safety while having fun and developing lasting friendships.
The WBB has had to close during the pandemic, has no income and needs support.
As I write this, my canvas printer is still able to produce their normal, beautifully printed canvas prints and deliver them by courier. They will send your print directly to you. Send them to yourself or to a friend or family member.
Printing and delivery take about seven to ten days after ordering.
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Unfortunately, due to the Coronavirus pandemic, photography of wild places and urban spaces has been paused.
But I do have some awesome canvas prints available - do check out The Shop
So until I can get back to work with a camera, please take a look around this website to remind yourself how beautiful and intriguing ou wild and urban spaces are 🙂
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I will be one of several speakers at the November Yes Stories event and will be talking about my photographic exploration of disused and abandoned Welsh mines "Hollow Mountain".
Filled with the twisted, rusting remnants of our rich, mining past, these dark, vast underground spaces are a glimpse into an important part of our heritage. They are now very different from their mining days, silent, gradually collapsing, rusting and sometimes changed by bacteria. My photography explores a number of these mines as they are today, including slate, copper, sulphur and silica.
The event takes place in the evening at The Glassblower, 40 to 42 Glasshouse Street, Piccadilly, London, W1B 5JY.
Tickets can be bought from Eventbrite - see the Facebook link below for details....
Dinas Rock Silica Mine
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For the past few months, I have not posted here but I have been very busy photographing the Thames from the source in Kemble, in January heading downriver towards the sea. The photography is being done from a kayak and I have now reached London.
I have been posting updates of the project on my facebook page www.facebook.com/ThamesSourceToSea so why not visit the page and 'like' to see new posts and follow the projects as it develops.
Also, check out the website www.thames.photography
New plant growth underwater, one mile from the start of the River Thames, Kemble, January 2017
The sky turned thunderous and threatening as we got into our kayaks at Cheese Wharf, a short distance down river from Lechlade. On the opposite river bank was a 'British Hardened Field Defence of WWII'. Better known as pillboxes, because of their shape, these small fortified structures were built on the banks of the River Thames with an interval of 1/3 of a mile, all the way from London to Lechlade. They were built in case the German army succeeded in invading Britain and was making its way up the Thames.
We paddled away from the Cheese Wharf pillbox and within a few minutes had reached Buscot Lock. We stopped to look at the weir below the lock and continued down river past more pillboxes, one wrapped and cradled by the trunk of a large tree and another completely buried in dense bracken, the sky lightened as we reached Grafton Lock. Here we stopped for a quick break before continuing to Radcot Bridge and finally Tadpole Bridge, bathed in warm evening sun.
WW2 Pillbox at Cheese Wharf. River Thames.
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In the evening I revisited the Source of the Thames hoping to find water pumping out of the stone-lined hole, where water does occasionally emerge from underground, but no, it's still dry and filled with autumn's leaves. However, the river is starting to flow from Thames Head, flowing down the ditch that had been previously dry when I last visited it. Underground water was surging up from Lyd Well.
See map below
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Thank you David for letting me photograph you :-)
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It had been an early start and I parked in the car park at the Neigh Bridge Country Park before heading up river. The clarity of the water and tightly twisting path of the river reminded more of a mountain stream than the Thames. It was only a foot deep in most places. The river disappeared into the grounds of a private house before re-emerging and continuing towards Poole Keynes. I spent most of my time wading in the river with my cameras and so didn't get very far up river. By late morning I headed back to the car as I was meeting with David Wood at 2pm for a spot of fly-fishing.....
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It was chilli as we got onto the water at Castle Eaton. The staff at the Red Lion pub had kindly agreed to let us get on the water from their grassy back garden. Paddler Neil Montgomery had joined me for this trip, helping with the car shuttle. It had been raining recently and the water had risen by at least a foot in the last few days, it moved swiftly, carrying our boats effortlessly along the river.
I was using my new underwater housing with a Fuji X-T10 mirrorless camera, the combination was working well. I will put a review of the Meikon housing that I am using on here soon.
Mouse over the pictures to see the captions
St Mary the Virgin, Castle Eaton
Hannington Bridge, near Kempsford.
This is the first significant piece of junk that has been thrown in the river that I have so far found while photographing the Thames between the Source and Lechlade. This stretch of river does appear to be very clean.
Lower Mill Estate
Lower Mill Estate
Lower Mill Estate
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Ashton Keynes is about six and a half miles from the official source of the River Thames and is the first village that the Thames flows through (as opposed to flowing past). Here the river splits into several channels, the main channel flowing through the village High Street where the houses on the West side each have their own bridge crossing the Thames.
According to Wikipedia, the village was known as Aesctun in 800 AD and appeared in the Domesday Book, but its name has changed a number of times since then.
Yesterday I went to visit Ashton Keynes and in the village shop I met Tina, a lovely lady who has lived in the village all her life. I knew that flooding had been a constant problem for Ashton Keynes over it's long history, but Tina explained that the Thames has actually been diverted to reduce the risk of flooding.
Below are photographs of Ashton Keynes......
Saturday afternoon - Cricklade.
Saturday morning began very early as I photographed one mile downriver of the official source of the Thames, the point where spring water is currently rising from underground to form the beginning of the River Thames. Later in the morning I explored a little further down river taking a look at the Thames from underwater.
By mid-day I was back at my car for a quick change into dry kayaking kit before driving to Lechlade to meet Neil. We set up a car shuttle and got on the water at Cricklade, heading down stream. The winter sunlight was creating a very picture postcard Thames, with six-foot tall straw grasses glowing orange in the sunlight, contrasting with the blue sky and water. The river was narrow and twisty, we were paddling through the Cotswolds with very little sign of humans, just the occasional farmhouse.
Many trees have broken and fallen across the river, most are huge and look as though they may have collapsed under their own weight, or maybe through bank erosion. Some blocked the route completely, meaning we had to pull ourselves over fallen trees, limbo under others. Most of the trees were still growing and had rooted themselves in the river. A few fallen trees formed grand arches - the tree growing both sides of the arch.
Tangled straw dangled from tree branches and tree trunks like large straw wigs, they showed that previous river levels had been much higher.
There was one tree we couldn't get passed and had to portage. The banks were vertical walls of slippery mud and the water deeper than it looked. I was trying to help Neil get back on the water and slipped down the mud and up to my chin in water :-)
Our get out was the bridge on Nell Hill, a road crossing the Thames shortly after the village of Kempsford, by that time it was virtually dark.
A tree arch
Brocken tree - like so many others
Straw dangling from a tree gives an indication of the height of previous river levels
Mary the Virgin, Castle Eaton
Our boats in a field near Kempsford, where we got off the water.
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Underwater near Kemble
After photographing the sun rising over the water, where it first emerges from underground, I headed back to my car, which was parked on the A429 bridge. Feeling cold as I had got very wet, I stopped for a quick hot drink and a sandwich before putting my camera into an underwater housing and heading downstream to take underwater pictures of the River Thames.
A local who saw me in the river with a camera called out "you won't see any fish in there, this part of the Thames dries out completely during the summer". And he was right. Over the course of the day, I spent several hours wading in the river and didn't see a single fish, despite the extreme clarity of the water.
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Misty Dawn One Mile from the Source.
For the past week and a half, I had been waiting patiently for the light to change, as forecasts had been showing grey skies over Kemble for days. But Saturday was looking promising, cold with a clear sky.
So Saturday morning I got up at silly o clock and drove to Kemble, parking on the bridge that crosses the Thames on the A429 and walked up river for a few hundred meters, as daylight started to appear and the mist began to rise over the water. This is currently where the Thames starts, where water begins rising from beneath the ground and is one mile from the official Source, which is dry at the moment. Wearing my wellies and my not very waterproof trousers I carefully picked my way along the river, being careful not to trample the small green plants that are growing on the river bed, to get pictures from the river itself and not just from the bank.
Lyd Well
Lyd Well
Spiders webs dangling from the roof, inside the river tunnel beneath the A429, near Kemble, one mile from the Source of the Thames.
Spiders webs dangling from the roof, inside the river tunnel beneath the A429, near Kemble, one mile from the Source of the Thames.
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We got into our kayaks and turned upriver paddling against the flow and immediately discovered the Riverside Lechlade Marina. A series of passages that viewed on a map look like an old fashioned TV ariel, with a central spine and many arms branching off. The marina is home to around a hundred houseboats and looks very much like a well-established community - I will be back another time to meet the residents and find out about their lives on the Thames. But today, we continue upstream for a few miles, exploring a couple of the narrow tributaries en-route. The river winds through low fields and flood planes before becoming narrower and more tree-lined with high banks. Running out of light we headed back to Lechlade.
And there we met the zany and very friendly Martin from Swindon Watersports, who has a shop in Lechlade next to the bridge. Martin is a hardcore paddler who took glee in showing me his paddling scars from shooting waterfalls and other wild water adventures. His shop is small but well-stocked and filled with goodies for kayaking, sailing and SUP (Stand Up Paddleboarding) - or at least according to Neil it is well stocked - I never actually got to look around his shop as I was too busy drinking the coffee he'd given me and watching wild YouTube videos of his paddling adventures.
Today is a recci, the light is poor, flat grey sky, drizzling rain and dull. I have come here to check out river access points etc and have driven to Cricklade, a small village in the Cotswold. It's approximately 9 miles from the Source of the Thames. I didn't know if the water upstream of Cricklade would be deep enough to paddle so I brought with me both a kayak and wellies for wading. The plan is to see how far I can follow the river towards the Source, the Thames path does not follow this section of the river closely. I am pleased to find quickly flowing water at least 2 feet deep and a concrete slipway providing easy access. As I climb into my boat the river banks are frozen and crispy. Paddling upstream against the flow, the river becomes narrow and twisting. Trees dangling their bare, wintry branches into the water are mixed with thorn-covered brambles creating prickly curtains across the water, which I have to carefully pick my way through, then duck under fallen tree trunks that partly block the river.
The river appears to split. Tall yellow grasses and dead bullrushes from last summer form a wall on the opposite bank. The Thames has become very narrow and overgrown so I paddle up the tributary on the right to see where it takes me. There is little sign of new life above water but below water new plants are growing vigorously, bright green leaves mixing with darker green mosses. As I turn yet another tight bend I am suddenly met by a thick barrier of bracken, brambles and a fallen tree that completely block the way. Driving the boat up onto a mud bank I step into deep gloopy mud, it's the sort of mud that likes to suck the boots off your feet. Scrambling up the bank I find a large field lined with a wall of brambles between me and the river.
So I paddle back to the car and drive to the Source at Kemble.
On the 30th of December, I had done a recce to the official Source and found a muddy field filled with cows and a dry ditch leading to a tombstone-shaped stone marking the beginning of the Thames - and the Thames path. A ring of smaller stones has been placed on the ground forming a circle around the spring from which water occasionally surges up from underground before flowing down the ditch. But there's no water today - so I head south-east - downstream.
In wellies and waterproofs, with the grey sky still drizzling, I cross a field to follow the empty ditch. After a few hundred meters it leads me to a bridge and the first signs of water. About four inches deep and looking more like a puddle I can see that the water is actually tricking downstream through the grass and small water plants. I cross to the other side of the bridge and am amazed at what lies before me. A river of clear spring water peppered with a bright carpet of green plants. Water is coming up out of the ground all around me and little strings of bubbles appear and disappear. I find the old stone Roman well; Lyd Well, from which water is quietly surging up from underground and am on the edge of a forest, except it looks more like a mangrove swamp than a UK forest. Many of the trees are very old. A low crumbling bridge with several holes for the water to flow through crosses the river, linking the swamped forest on the north bank with fields on the south bank. I'm really looking forward to returning when the light is more interesting and with a camera in an underwater housing....
My kayak on the slipway at Cricklade, River Thames.
The River Thames upstream from Cricklade
This is the spot marked on Google maps as "Thames Head"
The River Thames - just a ditch.
This is the first water in the Thames at the moment. It's coming from underground.
Upstream of the second bridge over the Thames. The water seen in the above pictures is trickling through the two tubes.
Lyd Well - just downstream from the bridge.
Spring water from underground is forming the beginning of the River Thames
The third bridge over the Thames.
My car and kayak parked alongside the A433, near the Source of the Thames
So where do I start? Where is the Source?
The source of the River Thames is at Kemble near Cirencester, it starts in a field called Trewsbury Mead, just north-east of the A433.
or does it....
Although this is the official start point according to the Environment Agency and Ordnance Survey it is not universally accepted. Some historians believe that a Roman well called Lyd Well, which is one mile south-east of the official source, is the true start point of the Thames - more on that later...
Water in the first few miles of the Thames is seasonal and for most of the year it is dry. The Parish of Coberley in the Cotswolds claim the Thames really starts at Severn Springs, which is 4 miles south of Cheltenham - and they might be right. Severn Springs is the beginning of the River Churn which joins the Thames at Cricklade, providing a constant, unbroken flow of water all year round, unlike the official Source at Kemble. If Severn Springs is the true beginning then it adds 14 miles to the length of the River Thames making the Thames the longest river in the UK.
For this project I am going to treat the start of the Thames as being the official Source at Kemble, but I will be visiting Severn Springs and the River Churn too.
The Source of the River Thames in Trewsbury Mead field, Kemble. After heavy rain, water emerges from an underground spring inside the ring of stones.
For 2017 I have decided to photograph the River Thames from Source to Sea from a kayak.
My aim is to get intimate images of the river by being very close to it, on it - maybe even at times - in it. To show how it changes in character as it grows, flowing towards the sea and how it changes through the seasons. I will begin photographing the Source of the Thames in January and will have reached the sea by December.
By using a kayak, I can get into little nooks and crannies that can't be accessed any other way and will photograph the Thames when it's raining, during the day, night, fog, mist, sun - and hopefully snow - and I can't wait to get started.....
I have been paddling kayaks on the central London River Thames between Richmond and the Thames Barrier for over twenty years and have often explored other areas of the river too, sometimes photographing it. It is a fascinating, meandering waterway that starts as a ditch in the Cotswolds, becomes tidal at Teddington and ends by flowing into to the sea at Shoeburyness on the north bank and Sheerness on the south bank.
Below is a map showing how I have divided the river into twelve sections, each will form a mini-project which, together, will tell the story of a one-year journey from Source to Sea. The map is interactive, click on the numbers to see where each point is.
Here are a few images of the Thames shot from a kayak....
The Lots Road Power Station
Albert Bridge
Wandsworth Bridge
The London Eye
Hammersmith Bridge
Southwark Bridge and the Shard.
Southwark Bridge
The City, River Thames, London
Tower Bridge
To get the next two pictures, I did get out of my boat. These two paddlers were playing on Shepperton Weir - probably not what most people would expect to find on the Thames....
Day Seven.
This photo I took recently while paddling the "Loop section" of the River Dart in Dartmoor. For those of you who have paddled and know this river this picture was taken just above Triple Falls.
On Facebook I have been challenged to post one photograph per day of 'Nature' and am posting those pictures here too....
Day Six.
Bee sitting on a dahlia in an English urban garden.
An interesting article appeared in the Guardian recently explaining how research shows that neonicotinoid pesticide reduces the ability of bees to learn and remember. This is preventing them to learning how to 'shake' pollen out of certain plants and therefore not pollinating them correctly. To learn more read the article here
On Facebook I have been challenged to post one photograph per day of 'Nature' and am posting those pictures here too....
Day Five.
Sgwˆd Isaf Clun-Gwyn. Ystradfellte, Brecon Beacons, South Wales.
Sgwˆd Isaf Clun-Gwyn is one of four spectacular waterfalls near the village of Ystradfellte on the River Mellte. If you are ever in the Brecon Beacons - the Four Waterfalls walk is a must do...
On Facebook I have been challenged to post one photograph per day of 'Nature' and am posting those pictures here too....
Day Three.
The River Usk reservoir in the Brecon Beacons, South Wales.
It was three or four years ago and we had travelled to the Brecon Beacons for a weekend of caving photography, but spent the first day walking over the mountains and around the Usk reservoir, when I spotted this landscape. I was drawn to the moss coated branches, arching into the water, forming semi-circles and reflecting in the calm water.
On Facebook I have been challenged to post one photograph per day of 'Nature' and am posting those pictures here too....
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Day Three.
Straw formation in Ogof Ffynnon Ddu cave, in the Brecon Beacons, South Wales.
Straw formations are created by water dripping from the same spot for thousands of years. Each time a drop of water falls off, it leaves a tiny trace of minerals, mostly calcite, that were dissolved into the water as it trickled through the cave. These calcite deposits gradually build up until a hollow straw is formed. Straws can grow to be several meters long and are incredibly fragile. On average, they take approximately 150 years per centimetre to grow - but that does depend on drip speed and how much mineral is contained in those drips.
This photograph was taken for DSLR User magazine, as part of a feature on cave photography.
On Facebook I have been challenged to post one photograph per day of 'Nature' and am posting those pictures here too....
#cave #straw #formation, #Wales. #BreconBeacons
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It was around midnight, during the summer, that I headed off into the Welsh mountains to photograph the Maen Llia Standing Stone. This stone is believed to have been carried here 20,000 years ago by a glacier and erected by our ancestors 4,000 years ago. I also made an eight-second stop-frame video of the stars and clouds that night which can be seen herehttp://
On Facebook I have been challenged to post one photograph per day of 'Nature' and will post those pictures here too.
#Standingstone #breconbeacons #MaenLlia #Wales #history #archaeology
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Ituni, Berbice River, Guyana.
I took this picture while working as the photographer on a three-month expedition in South America.
It was early in the morning and the mist was starting to lift from this beautiful river. Ituni is a very small Amerindian village in the South American jungle and the only opportunity the locals had to trade the rice, plantain and other goods they had grown, was onboard a boat - a floating market - that travelled down the river once every two weeks. The pontoon in Ituni had fallen into disrepair and the locals had to use dugout canoes to get to and from the boat, making trade difficult. As part of the expedition, we helped to repair the pontoon.
On Facebook I have been challenged to post one photograph per day of 'Nature' and will post those pictures here too.
#Guyana #southamerica #america #jungle #expedition #photographer #berbiceriver #river
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25 canoeists kicked off the Christmas season with a splash by kayaking the Oxford to Cambridge Boat Race course for Christmas dinner.
Wearing Santa outfits, the Putney Bridge Canoe Club members paddled the four-mile course from Barn Elms to The Ship pub in Mortlake, on Sunday 27th of November. It was a choppy start but the river became calmer as the wind dropped beneath Barns Bridge.
The Ship pub, built in 1781, is best known for being the pub at the end of the Boat Race.
Upon arrival, the kayaks were stacked in the beer garden, while the canoeists enjoyed a three-course meal in the warmth of the pub.
Once the sun had gone down and the tide had turned, the canoeists returned to Barn Elms, paddling on the inky black Thames; a flotilla of little boats, each lit with white lights and some wrapped in strings of colourful Christmas lights, reflecting on the water.
Chairman of PBCC, Geoffrey Onyett, organised the event several months ago, planning it to coincide with the tides.
Mr Onyett said ”We needed an incoming tide to help us reach The Ship by 1pm for the Christmas dinner and an outgoing tide for the return journey after dark. The Ship is a good location, distance wise, from the club's base at Barn Elms for a kayaking trip suitable for all abilities. It has very good food at a good price, professional staff, nobody was given the wrong dinner and everyone enjoyed it.”
Putney Bridge Canoe Club has eighty-five members and is based at Barn Elms.
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This was the second of two days of photographing the Loop section of the River Dart, in Dartmoor.
The water level was a little higher than yesterday, so was slightly bouncier. We were a larger group today as more friends from the two canoe clubs, Putney Bridge Canoe Club and Cherwell Canoe Club, had joined us. Like yesterday, most of the photography was done from a kayak, although I did get out a couple of times to get a different viewpoint.
More pictures can be seen in the Gallery - Kayaking
Information for paddlers http://riverdart.co.uk/kayakers
The Dart Fisheries Association and the British Canoe Union have an agreement which permits paddlers to paddle the River Dart
From Newbridge between the 1st of October 2016 and the 13th of March 2017
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From Dartmeet between the 15th October 2016 and the 13th of March 2017
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This was the first of two days photographing the Loop section of the River Dart, in Dartmoor.
The water level was low, so it was an easy paddle, scrappy in places, grade two with a small number of grade three features. For non-paddlers, this means mostly small waves and obstacles such as rocks, which are reasonably easy to avoid, with the occasional larger rapid, for which more attention is needed. The autumnal river banks were stunning with the trees and ground covered in warm coloured leaves. We were a group of 11 paddlers, friends from two canoe clubs, Putney Bridge Canoe Club and Cherwell Canoe Club. Most of the photography was done from a kayak, although I did get out a couple of times to get a higher viewpoint. My aim was to show non-paddlers why white water paddling is such a wonderful experience.
More pictures from this weekend can be seen in the Gallery - Kayaking
Information for paddlers http://riverdart.co.uk/kayakers
The Dart Fisheries Association and the British Canoe Union have an agreement which permits paddlers to paddle the River Dart
From Newbridge between the 1st of October 2016 and the 13th of March 2017
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From Dartmeet between the 15th October 2016 and the 13th of March 2017
More pohotographs of the Ystradfellte waterfalls can be seen here http://www.h2ophotography.com/river-mellte
A larger selection of pictures can be seen here http://www.h2ophotography.com/london-by-kayak
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Thanks to my caving friends from Croydon Caving Club http://www.croydoncavingclub.org.uk who have been kind enough to put up with me and my camera, when I've needed to set up a shot and they have just wanted to get on with the caving trip.
One pound from each calendar sold will be donated to Mid and South Wales Cave Rescue Team. http://www.smwcrt.org
All the pages from the calendar can be seen here http://www.h2ophotography.com/calendar-2017 where the calendar can also be purchased on-line.
I can't wait to receive the finished calendars from the printer.....
SUNDAY 18th September
Commission from the BCU Lifeguards
The British Canoe Union Lifeguards provide kayak support for open water swimming events such as triathlons. Hundreds of swimmers take part in these events and the kayak support teams must ensure their safety.
The BCU Lifeguards ran a training weekend for paddlers who need to be able to quickly spot a swimmer that is in trouble and rescue that person. They also need be able to recognise when someone is struggling - long before a serious condition develops - such as a swimmer that is too cold, showing signs of disorientation, cramp etc. and know how to help them.
I was commissioned to photograph the weekend's activities for the BCU Lifeguards to use in promotional material, instructional printed guides and create a visual record of the weekend. This included classroom, field work and on the water.
More pictures can be seen here http://www.h2ophotography.com/bcu-kayak-lifeguard-training
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According to the Tower Bridge lift timetable, Tower Bridge was scheduled to lift for the cruise ship Silver Wind at 3:45 this afternoon. I arrived early to do a recce and find the best position to photograph it from. London Bridge gave me a high uncluttered view point. At 3:40 I could see the big white shape of the cruise ship looming behind Tower Bridge. Three minutes later I started taking photographs and had set my remote timer to take one photograph every two seconds. Four hundred photographs later, the Silver Wind had moored next to the battleship.
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'Hollow Mountain' a photographic documentary.
Deep beneath the surface, disused and abandoned mines are visually inspiring, dangerous, often difficult to get into and filled with the twisted, rusting remnants of our rich, mining past. They are historically, politically and geographically important.
Due to past mining activity, mountains once solid are now filled with enormous empty spaces; big enough to fit a sky scraper inside; Rhosydd Slate Mine, near Blaenau Ffestiniog, is one of several mountains in north Wales, which are literally hollow, just a shell remains, littered inside with piles of broken slate from collapsed mine passages and room sized chunks of slate that have fallen from the roof. The remains of crumbling passages and tunnels, railway tracks and trucks used to remove the slate remain scattered through miles of broken passageways. This mine, like many others, is geologically unstable and constantly collapsing.
The beautiful Cae Coch sulphur mine, also in north Wales, was dug on a steep incline, it has crumbling decaying rock surfaces glowing with multi coloured bacteria, peppered with orange and red pools of sulphur where bacteria feed on the chemicals and minerals adding to it's rainbow of colours. Wooden beams supporting the roof are decaying, being eaten by bacteria and rotting from damp.
The Dinas Rock silica mines in south Wales have miles of passageways with large rock pillars supporting the roof and passages filled with water. Again there is much evidence of past mining activity with caverns and tunnels that sometimes disappear into a deep void, while others close down and go nowhere.
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Inside the Prater amusement park in Leopoldstadt, Vienna, is one of the earliest Ferris wheels ever built and at 64.75-metre (212 ft) tall it was the tallest in the world between 1920 and 1985. It was featured in a 1949 British film noir, called "the Third Man" directed by Carol Reed and starred Orson Welles, Joseph Cotten,Trevor Howa and Alida Valli, Constructed in 1897 by the English engineer Lieutenant Walter Bassett Bassett, it celebrated the Golden Jubilee of Emperor Franz Josef I.
It was about mid-night when I began photographing Maen Llia, a standing stone in the Welsh mountains near Ystradfellte. I had taken 81 exposure of the stars with the aim of combining them to make a star trail. But I have also used the same images to create this short video
To learn more about Maen Llia see my earlier post here
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This enchanting garden is only open to the public two or three days a year. The house with two acres of land was bought by a mid-wife nearly thirty years ago, at that time the land had been covered in trees and bracken and she decided she was going to change it. Gradually she cleared the land and built this beautiful garden in the hills overlooking Dolgellau with views to Cader Idris. The garden was designed around natural features including streams and ponds and is a haven for wildlife too.
I was staying in Dolgellau, Wales, for a week to photograph disused mines in the area. Sunday 15th May was a beautiful evening and having spent the day underground, I was pleased to find this enchanting garden just round the corner from the cottage we were staying in. It was late in the evening and the garden was technically closed, but we were welcomed with open arms and told to enjoy the garden!
The money raised from opening the garden to the public a few days a years is helping to raise funds for cancer charities and a local home for elderly residents.
The garden is next open Sunday 24 July 2016 (10am - 5pm). Admission £3.50, children free. Cream teas available.
Bryn Gwern
Llanfachreth
Dolgellau
Gwynedd
Gwynedd
LL40 2DH
Visits can be arranged outside of the organised dates by arrangement between March and October - contact:
H O & P D Nurse
01341 450 255
[email protected]
I'm really excited about these cards, they have been beautifully printed and look great. Kathy is opening a shop above her pub and asked me to provide her with postcards, mugs and other souvenirs. I have only had one of each design printed, so Kathy has thirty different cards to choose from and I guess we will probably print about ten of them :-)
#Postcards #print #Wales #waterfalls, #historical #mines #caves
#adventure #mine #photography #explore
Cathy from the New Inn pub in Ystradfellte, is opening a gift shop and had asked me to produce a number of postcards for her and other gifts featuring the local caves, mines and landscape. It was nearly mid-night when I headed out under a moonless and star lit sky, and I spent an hour and a half with this stone photographing star trails. Whisps of clouds raced across the sky, close to the horizon and were lit by light from distant towns and villages. Even here in the middle of the Brecon Beacons, upon a mountain, there is still light along the horizon in every direction.
Maen Llia is a standing stone made of calcrete, an unusual form of old red sandstone formed on calcareous materials as a result of climatic fluctuations in arid and semiarid regions, it is not found in the Brecon Beacons where it stands and was possibly carried here by a glacier 20,000 years ago. It is believed that our ancestors of 4,000 years ago erected this stone, it's purpose is unknown but it may have been to mark an important site, a boundary, a route or had religious meaning.
According to local folk law, during mid-summer's night Maen Llia walks to the near-by river to drink, it's shadow apparently does point towards the river at that time.
A few nights ago, at mid-night I was standing on a bridge over the River Céou at Castelnaud-la-Chapelle in south west France. My camera on a tripod and set up for time-lapse photography - to take thirty, 1 minute exposures of the scene so that I could later combine the images into one picture to create star trails. Eerily quite, I could hear the barking and howling of foxes, bats occasionally flitted over head and around the trees and the water gently bubbled beneath my feet. Jupiter was very bright and caused the thick white line seen amongst the stars. A few satellites and aeroplanes crossed the sky, creating lines that cut across the stars in different directions, their flashing lights forming a string of dashes. The orange glow is not from the setting sun as the sun had gone down several hours before, it is light from the neighbouring villages - probably Cénac-et-Saint-Julien. The River Céou is 34 miles long and flows into the River Dordogne, just a short distance downriver from where I was standing.
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The Bramshill Lakes, near Wokingham, Reading, were created as a result of gravel extraction and are surrounded by forest. A few nights ago the sky was clear and dark, the new moon having set, so I decided to photograph it. It was a cold night, silent and still apart from the coots, I saw a number of shooting stars streaking across the sky. If you would like to purchase prints, they are available through this website...
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While inside the pub having lunch, the tide continued to rise and quickly flooded the road. In the patio area across the road, a gas bottle and several wooden barrels started to float. A metal bin floated into the road and sank in front of a silver car, which had been parked in front of the pub. No one in the pub knew who owned the silver car.
Unfortunately by high tide the silver car was standing in river water that was now one and a half feet deep. It's owner, a builder who had been working near by, returned to his car and tried to start it. The car moved a few feet, coughed and spewed a large amount of white gunge from the engine and wheel arches then died. The tide retreated as quickly as it had come in. The builders were hoping the car would be ok when it dried out, I doubt it was. We paddled back to Barn Elms thinking about the poor guys whose car had just drowned, It was still raining, the river looked stark, grey and desolate but somehow beautiful - as it always does.
Last Friday I photographed caver Neil Montgomery practicing SRT techniques on Dinas Rock in Brecon, South Wales. SRT is used for moving up and down ropes in vertical shafts in caves and Dinas Rock proved to be a useful place to practice abseiling, change-overs (changing direction part way up or down the rope and going the other way) passing a knot in the rope etc.
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This spectacular formation is known as "the Nave" in Ogof Ffynnon Ddu, a cave inside the mountains surrounding Penwyllt in the Upper Swansea Valley, South Wales. I visited the formations with a few caving friends to photograph it. To reach the formations, we had to use SRT equipment. for non-cavers SRT (Single Rope Technique) allowed us to abseil down a series of vertical shafts to reach the formations, then return by climbing back up the ropes - again using SRT techniques.
Peter Hamilton at the bottom of the second pitch
Caver Charlie Peacock wearing SRT equipment
Here are my four caving friends having just climbed out of the cave. Left to right:
It is an A4 booklet style calendar, which opens out to A3 and features a selection of images from disused mines in mid-west and north Wales.
Images include the fascinating 'car graveyard' in Gaewern Slate Mine and the largest underground water wheel in the UK, which is in Yastrad Einion copper mine. This is a very unusual calendar and includes information about the mines photographed.
The Calendar has a gloss laminated cover, 28 pages, wirobind in the center and a drilled hanger hole
You can see the calendar pages here and purchase a calendar if you wish
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Cae Defaid Slate Mine is South West of Bala, near Rhydymain and operated in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The upper part of the quarry was developed first, but it failed to prosper. This section of mine is highly decorated with iron and other minerals, fungi and water drops create magical patterns in the mud - a photographer’s dream! It has several shafts in the roof that open into small holes in the mountain. Despite being fenced off, there are many bones of dead sheep that have fallen into the mine. A different adit provides access to the lower half of the mine, it was worked as a slab mine by a Caernarfonshire company of slate masons and was much more profitable. It is now filled with neck-deep water.
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At Abercwmeiddaw slate mine, just a short distance from the village of Corris, we scrambled over an expansive dug out bowl that had once been the site of quarrying and climbed up the far side to reach this bore hole. It was one of several test bore holes drilled by the Victorians. The Abercwmeiddaw Slate Quarry Company was a Liverpool based company who registered the mine in 1876. It operated as a middle size quarry and by 1882 employed 188 men producing approx 4,000 tons of slate. But as the Welsh slate trade declined it ceased trading in 1905. Another company reopened the quarry on a smaller scale in 1911 but closed in 1938. The quarry itself is now a fern and tree lined bowl cut into the mountain side.
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Last week I was in Wales photographing disused slate mines.
This huge pile of old classic cars was dumped into the disused Gaewern Slate Mine, Wales, through a hole in the top of the mine, during the 1970’s. The bottom of the mine shaft is filled with deep water. A few days ago I went into this mine to photograph the car graveyard. Below are the photographs I went to get and a selection of others pictures that I took showing more of the mine and how we got to the cars.
Special thanks to Neil Montgomery, Peter Hamilton ad Siriol Richards.
This picture was taken during a recci the day before looking down through a small hole above the mine. The blue car is the same one that can be seen in the above pictures. The cars were dropped through this hole, which has since been partly filled over with old rusting cars – which I was standing on to get this picture…..
The Entrance into Gaewern Slate Mine
A closer view of the cars taken from an inflatable boat. the hole through which the cars had been dropped can be seen above.
A rusting kettle left behind by the miners.
A pile of very old and broken televisions with tubes and valves lie strewn around the entrance to the mine.
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After the last swim of the season the staff at Droitwich Lido pulled the covers over the pool closing it for the winter.
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Droitwich Lido was built in the 1930’s and was filled with brine water pumped from streams below ground and decorated in an art deco style. Chlorine was not needed as the salt was sufficient to kill off bugs.
During the Second World War the pool was closed and it’s buildings were used as army offices. It remained an empty, derelict shell until locals formed a campaign group and fought for the lido to be re-opened. In the summer of 2007 it’s doors were once again open to the public. Droitwich is a spar town and the lido is the only amenity that currently utilises the spa water. It is heated and the water is always very clear. A group called “The Friends of Droitwich Lido” are constantly fundraising to support the pool and campaign to raise awareness during the summer months. I was in the area over much of the summer and often went for an early morning swim in the mornings, before meeting up with my swimming friends in the poolside cafe. Whatever the weather swimming is always wonderful in this pool. When sunny, light streams through the surrounding trees to create a dappled chiaroscuro pattern in the pool, if it rains then it’s lovely to swim underwater and look up at the raindrops landing on the surface. The regular swimmers care passionately about their pool, which is surrounded with flowers, hanging baskets and trees and has a play area for children. Each year that the Lido closes, its swimmers never know whether it will re-open the following year or whether the local council will decide to pull the plug due to it often running at a financial loss.
These pictures were taken to help “The Friends of Droitwich Lido” raise awareness of Droitwich’s only spa water amenity.
Ystrad Einion copper mine is at Cwm Einion (artists valley) near the village of Furnace, not far from Aberystwyth, mid-west Wales. Mining began here on a small scale in the early 1800's, but the main mining activity took place towards the later part of that century.
The waterwheel was installed by Adam Mason, a Lancastrian businessman who invested £3,000 on modern state-of-the-art equipment (equivalent to 1/4 million in today's money) into developing the mine for metal extraction, including lead, silver and zinc, but primarily copper. Several previous companies had mined here earlier but the mine was officially re-opened on the 21st September 1877 with a sumptuous dinner for Adam Mason, the workmen and others involved in its creation. Adam Mason had big plans and ambitions for the mine, but it was not a financial success.
Miners drilled long, slender holes in the rock, packed it with gunpowder and blew holes in the mine, then shovelled the resulting rocks into wheel barrows. Water was the main source of power and came via a leat running from the river Einion 2 kilometres up stream.
The Underground water wheel, which is nearly five meters in diameter and the largest underground water wheel in the UK, powered a winding drum for bringing ore to a higher level in the mine before its removal to the surface and operated drainage pumps. The wheel turned anti-clockwise and was fed with water from above. Below ground there were 4 working levels, access was via adits cut into the hillsides.
The blue formation seen in one of the pictures below is copper sulphate.
The water wheel has a cast iron rim, the wooden spokes and buckets are rotting away. What remains of the winding drum stands in front of the wheel. Water still trickles over the wheel in an otherwise now silent and dark mine.
The classic waterfall walk at Ystradfellte twists a narrow, rough route through wooded mountain sides to spectacular waterfalls along the rivers Mellte and Hepste. I photographed four waterfalls along this route including Sgŵd yr Eira on the Afon Hepste, here the footpath passes behind the waterfall.
Although I have lived in London for many years I still love to see Tower Bridge opening.
Tower bridge was officially opened on 30 June 1894 by The Prince of Wales, who was later to become King Edward VII. In the early years Tower Bridge's high level walkways were used for prostitution and fell into disrepute, they were soon closed to the public.
Before Tower Bridge had been built, the Tower Subway tunnel, which was approx 400 meters away was the quickest way to get across the river. It had been opened in 1870 and was among the world's first underground railways. It closed only three months later but was re-opened as a pedestrian foot tunnel. In 1898 it closed again though as once Tower Bridge was open, the tunnel was used very little.
As I live near the Natural History Museum in London, I decided to take a look at skaters having fun on the large ice rink next to the museum, where young and old skate around a decorated Christmas tree, some more proficiently than others. This ice rink is set up next to the Natural History Museum for several weeks at Christmas time and 2014 marks the ice rink's tenth year. This year it's open from the 30th of October 2014 to the 4th of January 2015. I was interested in the movement, colour and atmosphere of the event and the people who were enjoying it. It was a cold evening and I really appreciated my gloves....
You can learn more about skating on London's best ice rinks here Natural History Museum in London
In the Isabella Plantation a pile of exotic leaves had been left to rot down over the winter....
The Isabella Plantation, in Richmond Park, was planted in the 1830's and is a woodland garden covering 40 acres. It's best known for its evergreen Azaleas, Rhododendrons and Camellias, but it also has many unusual and rare trees, shrubs and plants that line the ponds and streams providing a home for invertebrates, insects and small mammals.
Richmond Park is the largest of London's eight Royal Parks and is a nature reserve and Site of Special Scientific Interest.
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Wokingham woodlands near Reading was the location I used to test a new camera – the FujiFilm X-E1, a mirrorless SLR style camera with an electronic view finder. Overall I was very impressed with this little camera, it gave great image quality and felt lovely to work with. I will put a more detailed review of this camera on here when I have spent more time working with it.
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It was late afternoon when I arrived the Sgwd Isaf Clwn-Gwyn falls on the River Mellte in the Brecon Beacons, South Wales, overcast with frequent rain showers. The light was very soft and the recent heavy rain had caused a massive amount of water to be tumbling over the waterfall. After taking a few photographs and as the light failed and turned to darkness, I began picking my way back through the woodland and along the river bank to Yestradfellte, the small village in a near-by valley.
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Mellte is the Welsh word for ‘Lightning’, and the river is believed to have got it’s name because of the speed at which the water rises and falls in response to rainfall.
The River Mellte is formed by the confluence of the rivers Afon Dringarth and the Afon Llia, it winds its way through a wooded, deep valley gorge before plunging underground for a quarter of a mile through Porth-yr-Ogof cave, re-emerging at the Blue pool. From here it continues to Pontneddfechan where it joins the river Nedd Fechan becoming the River Neath.
I am planning to re-visit this amazing river in the next few days, here are a few pictures I made a couple of years ago, when I took my DSLR camera in it’s Ikelite underwater housing to photograph the river. I’m so looking forward to taking another look at it….
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Looking towards south Wales from the Malvern Hills and in the distance shafts of light radiate from beneath a cloud covered sun. I love it when clouds cover the sun like this and allow shafts of light to beam towards the ground. |
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The river Tarn valley, in the south of France, was carved during the last ice age. It created a steep gorge of pale rock mountains now covered in forest. Here you can see the village of Les Vignes, we were based in the ‘Camping Le Terrados’ campsite, hidden in the trees on the right in the picture below. I wanted pictures that showed kayaks in the location that we were paddling, the valley and the village of Les Vignes so I stood on the bridge crossing the Tarn to get most of these photographs.
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The ‘Camping Le Terrados’ campsite at Les Vignes, on the River Tarn, over looked this weir, which contained about seven steps. Fun was to be had shooting it…
Paddlers – Neil Montgomery, Geoff Onyett and John Worth.
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This was a beautiful river to paddle with stretches of gentle whitewater, ideal for the inflatable kayaks that Geoff and John, seen here, were paddling. I wanted to capture the beauty and scale of the mountains that make up this valley and show the two paddlers having fun on the moving water. My DSLR was inside a couple of drybags and stuffed inside my boat to keep them protected from knocks and water. I got out of the boat at different spots to get these photographs.
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Geoffrey Onyett paddling his inflatable kayak on the river Tarn in the south of France. I was photographing split level shots (photographs that show both underwater and above water in the same scene) of two paddlers when I saw Geoff attempting to stand up in his boat and quickly captured this sequence as his introduction to Stand Up Paddle Boarding was fairly brief….
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On Wednesday evening I returned to the Godstone Mine dig for some underground photography. About six cavers turned up to do some digging, there are usually more than this but it was a lovely warm summers evening, so I wasn’t surprised that only a few turned up. I had intended doing portraits of the cavers, but there weren’t any hairdressers there this time so I decided to look at landscapes instead – Only the Godstone cavers will understand the reference to the missing hairdresser Special thanks to Ross who stood patiently by while I waved by torch around and pushed the shutter button for me when needed.
Mining began here during the 17th century for stone that was used by the building trade. It was often used in furnaces because it had great heat resistant properties and was therefore known as ‘Firestone’. In 1939 – long after mining had ceased, the Home Office was considering using the mine as an evacuation camp for thousands of Londoners during the First World War. It was believed that no bombs available at that time would be able to damage the mine. The mine was used during the Second World War to store precious works of art.
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While not out photographing kayaking or caves, it’s really relaxing to spend time photographing my boyfriend’s garden. Both front and back gardens were a real mess when he moved in a few years ago. The back garden, built on a steep hill was just a square patch of grass surrounded by a weed filled flower bed. It was scruffy and had been neglected for years. The front garden was a small patch of grass surrounded by a large bush – but that’s all changed. Neil has transformed his garden space into a place of tranquility filled with dahlias, roses, fragrant lilies and sweet peas, solitary and bumble bees – magical…..
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Neil Montgomery is a scientist who has a passion for plants and spends many hours each week working on his garden – for most of the year. His garden is gorgeous and teaming with life during the lovely warm summer days we are getting at the moment.
Here is a small selection of photos from Neil’s garden – more will follow soon…
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The Godstone Mine tunnel dig – Cramped and dusty, the soil is dug away and put into plastic ‘trugs’ a chain of cavers pull each trug of spoil through the tunnel and send the empty trugs back. As I lay in the tunnel, soil was constantly falling off the roof and down the back of my neck, in my eyes and over the camera…..
I decided to work with grainy black and white and use the light from the caver’s lamps as much as possible, as the pictures from the previous visit looked too clean and safe and failed to capture the atmosphere inside the mine. These pictures are far more successful.
This tunnel will eventually break into a section of the mine that has not been seen for over sixty years, due to roof collapse blocking the entrance. While the main tunnel is being dug, excavation work reveals cart tracks that had been buried in mud. The spoil from the tunnel is used to fill in a nearby blocked passage with an unstable roof
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These pictures were taken during an evening visit with Wealden Mine and Cave Society and were quick ‘grab shots’ – a recci for a future photo – trip….
The main entrance is through a long concrete tunnel. You can see from several of the pictures that many of the supporting pillars are cracking and fungal grows thrives on decaying wood.
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Dating back to the late seventeenth century, Godstone Mine was originally worked for firestone then later re-worked for hearthstone. In the early twentieth century it was used as a mushroom farm and during World War II it became storage for works of art and other valuable and important items.
Godstone Mine is a fascinating maze of tunnels littered with the remains of old railway tracks, graffiti and mud, marks and other remnants from its intriguing history.
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These photographs I took about a year ago but have converted them to black and white for a print request.
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I submitted the images below as prints to the photo salon and was awarded the Moore Books prize for Best Mining photo and Best Newcomer.
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As the miners had worked the pyrites bed containing both sulphur and iron, they had left pillars approximately two to three meters in diameter, at irregular intervals of about ten meters apart to support the roof. Where the roof is less stable thick wooden supports were jammed between roof and floor, but these are rotting and roof collapse in the mine is common.
There are records of mining in the Cae Coch Sulphur Mine dating back to the end of the eighteenth century but it is believed that Cae Coch mine has been a source of sulphur as far back as the Roman occupation. The mine closed in May 1942 and has been left to decay ever since.
Cavers preparing to enter Cae Coch Sulphur Mine
The mine entrance
Rotten wooden supports keeping the roof up
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On January 3rd 2013, I crawled out of bed long before dawn to photograph the River Severn floodplains around Worcester. Twilight was just making an appearance as I carried my kayak to the water’s edge. Getting on the water near Kempsey, which is south of Worcester city, I paddled up stream then out over the fields and submerged barbed wire fences. Gradually the moon was replaced by the rising sun and it was difficult to tell where the river ended and the floodplains began – as the land had been transformed into a seemingly never ending lake, scattered with trees and the tips of fences. All these images were taken from my kayak.
The Floods were retreating, pouring out of the fields and into the flooded river
The water had been at least a foot deeper as can been seen by the debris left on fences
Malvern Hills from the floodplains of Worcester
Here is my boat. When I want to paddle the River Severn from this get-in point (Kempsey) I normally drive along this road and park near the river. Luckily the well sand bagged house next to the road did not get flooded.
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A few days before Christmas, I organised a caving trip to visit the Columns in Ogof Ffynnon Ddu II (OFD) cave. A lime kiln, which had been built above the cave and operated a hundred and fifty years ago, caused lime to seep through the ground with rain water and drip through the roof of the cave forming these colourful formations – the Columns are technically ‘industrial waste’ .
Special thanks to Columns Warden Vince Allkins who gave up his Sunday to give me access to the gated Columns, Neil Montgomery and the ‘other Vince’ who carried my tripod…..
These one-day workshops are one-to-one (or 2 or 3) for anyone wanting to take control of their camera in a more creative way and are take place in central London. You can explore the sights of London while developing an understanding of basic photographic techniques such as:
The tuition is always structured around the needs of the individual. During the workshop, you will be given a number of interesting projects to do, which will help you to understand composition and apply the techniques we cover in the workshop.
Before booking onto a workshop, please phone me for a telephone consultation, together we will plan the elements of your workshop, the topics we aim to cover and the locations we will photograph, ensuring that your workshop is tailored to meet your needs and interests. So for example, if you are interested in learning how to balance flash fill-in with day light or photograph night scenes, that can be incorporated into the workshop.
Once a booking has been made, whether the booking was just for yourself, or included one or two friends, I will not book anyone one else onto that workshop, as that workshop will be tailor made just for you.
If you are unsure as to whether your camera is suitable for the workshop, please contact me.
The workshop will begin at the Abba Hotel, Queens Gate, South Kensington, London, where we will meet for an initial tutorial, before heading out to take photographs. You will be given interesting projects to help consolidate the topics covered during the tutorial and we will return to the Abba Hotel for additional tutorials and to assess your work. Refreshments can be purchased here if required.
Phone me to discuss the content of your workshop and to agree a date – Annette Price 07752 141 304
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As my knee is still recovering from a repetitive strain injury, caused by excessive amounts of driving, we decided a flattish walk would be more appropriate than heading out over the mountains, so the Usk reservoir was our destination. A remote area in South Wales, with moorland and forest surrounding the lake. We arrived early afternoon and began our walk along the pathway until we reached the forests, then left the main trail and picked our way along a narrow twisting forestry past, ducking and scrambling to get past branches, tree roots and thick mud. As the walk progressed the sun occasionally appeared, bathing the trees and water in warm light.
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This month sees an article on caving photography published in Photography Monthly magazine
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Underwater baby portraits published in the Daily Mail and on-line – see them here:
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June issue of Classics Monthly magazine…..
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Ever wondered what lives in caves?
Last Sunday a small group of cavers went into Porth-Y-Ogof cave, South Wales, with cave-life specialist Andy Lewington (below) to learn about where to find life and basic identification. Here are pictures of ‘The Bug Hunters’ looking for creatures and bugs, plants, bacteria and fungi that live in the cave.
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Instead we had a look at a few near-by caves including a much smaller cave called Shakespeare’s Cave, where I photographed caver Paul Stacey.
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The Westminster Boating Base took a group of young people, adults and coaches to the Lee Valley White Water Center and paddled the 160m Legacy Loop, which is a grade two white water course built next to the Olympic Standard Competition Course.
The session began with everyone jumping in the water and floating down part of the course.
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Porthy Ogof cave
At lunch time we headed back to the cottage for lunch and a short discussion about photographing people in the landscape. The sun had taken over from the rain and we headed up and over the mountains. I had split my photography students into three groups and given them an assignment to do. We stopped on top of a mountain to work on the portrait exercise for a while, then continued our walk over the mountains, stopping regularly to make use of the changing landscape and light. [frame_right src=”http://h2ophotography.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Richard-2-small.jpg” href=””] Composition in the landscape. [/frame_right]
By early evening we had reached the cave entrance of Porthy Ogof, where the River Mellte disappears underground. Here we looked at the creative use of shutter speeds and composition. Then it was back to the caving cottage to back up the days images. Each person was asked to choose a maximum of six images from each of the two projects for viewing later in the evening. [frame_center src=”http://h2ophotography.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Amanda+1+small.jpg” href=””] Experimenting with using different shutter speeds and subject movement. [/frame_center]
We headed off to the Dinas Rock Hotel, a short car journey from the cottage, for a two course meal. Adrian, who runs the Dinas Rock, had laid nine places on a long table for us and was ready to serve the meal as soon as we arrived. After the meal and all the plates had been cleared away, we looked at each person’s selection of images on a large television screen, while enjoying an end of the day drink. It was really interesting to see how differently each person had interpreted the assignments and the images sparked discussion and another learning opportunity for my students, who were starting to think about the landscape from a different perspective. Then it was back to the Caving Cottage, a brief session of photographing the stars and a well earned sleep.
Sunday morning we got up early, well ok, very early – about 5 am. Bleary eyed students wrapped in coats and hats headed up the nearest mountain (which is just across the road from the cottage) with torches as there was no sign of day light yet. Unfortunately the sky was cloudy and the magnificent sunrise we had been hoping for didn’t happen and we all got a bit cold. This was the least successful part of the workshop.
In day light we headed down the mountain for breakfast. I gave a talk on the basic aspects of photography; starting with how a pin-hole camera works, then explaining how the choice of shutter speed affects both the look of the image – subject and camera movement, what the aperture is and how the choice of aperture affects the depth of field and its relationship to the shutter speed and exposure, understanding and using histograms, how the choice of A.S.A. setting affects the exposure and ‘noise’ and other techie things….
A large part of the discussion was me answering questions and helping people to better understand thier cameras. We also talked further about composition and ways of leading the viewer’s eye through the picture to the most important element in the image.
With the sun trying to come out, we headed off to Sgwd Isaf Clun-gwyn waterfalls on the River Mellte. A really spectacular waterfall a few minutes drive from the cottage. Getting down the steep bank to the waterfall was a challenge, but worth the effort. I had given my students assignments to encourage them to experiment with their camera controls in a constructive way and further explore their ideas about how to compose and express their ideas and interpretation of the landscape through images.
Mid afternoon we returned to the cottage for a final discussion and at about 5 pm we each began our long journey home.
[frame_right src=”http://h2ophotography.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Viola-1-small.jpg” href=””] River Mellte – copyright Viola [/frame_right]
[frame_left src=”http://h2ophotography.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Helen+small+2.jpg” href=””] River Mellte [/frame_left]
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Frost had laid her icy fingers through Butter Wood in Hampshire. But by mid morning most of the ice had melted away – except for the puddles. Frozen, melted and re-frozen several times over the past few days, the puddles had become fragile thin layers of water and ice, where swirls and bubbles interlaced with sticks and seeds and dead leaves…
Our walk took us along the Basingstoke Canal, originally built in the 1790’s as a major commercial route to link London and Guildford with Southampton . We discovered the Greywell Tunnel into which the Basingstoke Canal disappeared. The tunnel had been built as a shortcut for canal boats to reduce their journey by 6 miles cross-country.
In 1932, the 1125 meter long tunnel partially collapsed preventing canal boats from navigating the waterway and the canal fell into disrepair. Canoeists could still get through the tunnel until another collapse in the 1950’s completely blocked it and created one of the best roosting places for bats in Europe. Like a cave, it’s temperature hovers around 10 degrees throughout the year and never freezes inside, it’s always damp and being gated at both entrances – is undisturbed – ideal conditions for bats. The canal immediately down stream of the tunnel is gorgeous, filled with clear spring water and a forest of water plants. It’s an area of outstanding natural beauty and a haven for wildlife. A stretch of water I really must return to with my underwater camera and photograph a series of split level images….
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With all the hustle and bustle of cooking Christmas dinner over, I decided that early boxing day morning was going to be set aside for a walk over the Malvern Hills. The weather on my phone looked promising, with a clear sky all night predicted and a cold, dry morning. The Midlands were still steeped in several inches of snow and I’d checked the moon tables and knew there would be a half moon still in sky at sun rise.
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For Christmas and new year I stayed with my family in Worcester, it’s only a few miles drive from Malvern, and I left well before first light. I did wonder how far I would be able to take my car before being stopped by snow as the smaller roads on the hills had not been gritted. My car crawled round a sharp right turn and up the steep, ice covered road leading to the Clock Tower car park in north Malvern. I couldn’t get into the car park because of snow so parked in the street.
I began climbing the hills and night turned into dawn. Looking west towards south Wales, the landscape was a wonderful patchwork quilt of snow and hedges. Fog quickly covered the flood plains, towns and villages below, drifting like cotton wool sheets above the landscape and softening the light, distant hill tops pocked through the clouds. The colours were so soft and subtle with light reflecting off the white snow and fog covering the rising sun.
The Malvern Hills are an eight mile ridge of rounded summits that contain some of the oldest rocks in Britain, wooded on some slopes, grassy on others, the ridge runs from north to south. The highest point being Worcestershire Beacon at 1400ft aprox (425m). To the west lies the County of Hereford and to the east lies the flood plain of the River Severn..
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This is the second outdoor test using my camera in an underwater housing. This weekend I travelled to the Neath Valley in the Brecon Beacons, South Wales and photographed the Rivers Mellte and Hepste. Wearing a wetsuit and carrying the camera in its underwater housing, tripod, spare clothes, food etc. in a rucksack, I walked along the River Mellte, regularly slipping into the water to photograph it’s waterfalls, stones, trees and whatever lay beneath the surface.
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This willow tree was photographed from below the surface of the River Wey, the camera looking up through ‘Snell’s Window’ which is a circle seen from underwater through which the land above can be seen.
The water was fast flowing, sandy and silty. This is the first time I have tried this and the first ‘outdoors’ test I have done using my Ikelite underwater camera housing.
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Due to heavy rain around the country Shepperton Weir has all ten sluice gates open creating a wonderful ‘hole’ for kayak paddlers to play in.
Playboaters – Two brothers – Pete and Mike Scutt give an amazing performance at Shepperton Weir, making their boats literally dance on the water. Mike was placed 1st at Hurley Weir’s squirt boat championships in 2003.
They were joined by paddlers from Hackney Canoe club who were looking very cool…
I wanted to express the speed and movement of the water and used a combination of slow shutter speeds to allow the water to blur and very fast shutter speeds to freeze all movement and water drops.
After taking these pictures, I jumped into a play boat and had loads of fun playing on this awesome weir.