As the current President of York Photographic Society I have one evening scheduled for me to give a presentation. Whilst I have given short talks about my photography I've never spoken for an hour and a half about my 'work'.
I have been enjoying different aspects of coastal photography and I've been inspired by Rachel Talibarts 'sirens' photographs of waves. In addition to photographing sand, big skies and piers etc I thought I would like to try photographing breaking waves. There is so much power in the water and I love the point at which the wave develops a sharp edge just before it breaks up into spray.
My original plan was to drive to Saltwick Bay for photography closely followed by fish and chips. However the low tide was an eye watering and wellie flooding 2.4m so that was a non starter. After a lot of investigation on google and OS maps I decided that I would visit a little beach south of Bridlington called Fraisthorpe.
I set off for a week's holiday in Whitby knowing that most of the east coast of England was under threat from a storm surge caused by high tides and very high winds.
Having enjoyed my walk along the North York Moors Edge at Osmotherley my next visit was to Kepwick which is a small village to the south.
Most of the time I tend to wander to the east of York, towards the Wolds or the coast but in the past few weeks I have headed up the A19 in order to explore the western side of the North York Moors.
The last time I visited Brimham Rocks was January and I was suffering with a very sore back. Consequently I didn't really enjoy the experience but I wasn't going to be put off.
Thursday promised to be a splendid day and so I headed off the Wensleydale to wander around the waterfalls of Aysgarth and West Burton.
The Flying Scotsman has been out of view and almost out of mind for 10 years whilst it has undergone an major refurbishment.
Whilst in Whitby I took the time to explore other areas of the coast. Having watched Joe Cornish's DVD With Landscape in Mind I decided to drive 40 minutes up the coast and see what South Gare had to offer.
Every evening when I was on holiday I walked down to the North Pier to take in the air and admire the sea.
I got up at 6.30am to get there before first light. As I was putting on my wellies I could see that the sky was starting to turn an amazing deep red and there was still an hour left before sunrise but I didn't want to miss a moment.
When I went to Byland Abbey recently what I witnessed was so spectacular that it took my breath away. The morning mist was still lingering in the trees and the strong sunlight created some amazing sunbeams.
Hardcastle Crags has always been on my "go to" list but for numerous, completely spurious , reasons I've never made it.
After a wonderful weekend in November I decided to return to the same apartment for a break in February. All things considered it wasn't the best time to visit with the intention of photographing Saltwick Bay as the tides weren't compatible with sunrise and sunset and the weather forecast for Sunday was only 1 grade short of Armageddon.
Today I joined up again with Tom Marsh and his Yorkshire Photo Walks group for a wander around the lower reaches of Wensleydale and West Burton.