Interesting conditions for photography around Clevedon in the last few days. There have been pearly skies like this …
Atmospheric, misty vistas like this …
.. which you really wouldn’t believe was taken at 4 pm in the first week of September. On the same day and just 20 minutes earlier, in fact, than this little view of the pier, which with a little editing would be in the middle of a heart shaped gap in the bushes. We certainly do love Clevedon, and there’s the proof!
It’s all a bit of a challenge to get the camera set up to get the best from the conditions. Still, no one said it was easy to get a great photograph!
Here’s what the Bristol Channel looked like from Clevedon this morning:
Looks very like something you’d pick up at the local DIY store! Lovely morning walk along the sea-front, with fresh air and the promise of nice weather, although the colour of the sky further south and west gave cause for concern. We couldn’t resist the shadows on the water either:
And the clouds over the pier looked good too.
In Clevedon we often seem to be at the division between two weather systems, and this leads to interesting sky and sea effects. No two days are ever quite the same, and that really keeps the photographers happy.
A couple of speedy boats were in the area, throwing some shapes, so we toasted ourselves in the sun and watched the show for a while. What a pleasurable way to spend some time!
You never know when you’ll see something memorable, and when you do it’s good to record it.
This week we’ve had contrasting weather. On Tuesday (or it might have been Monday) the morning was bright and clear, so I was intrigued to see a bank of cloud lying on the water just visible over the marine lakes.
So I carried on around the costal path, to see this:
A solid looking bank of what I now knew must be mist lying across the Bristol Channel. I could see it was just rolling forward towards over the water. A little further on …
… I drew level with the mist and could see how thin the bank of mist was. It was actually more like a long sheet, billowing out like a sail. Traces of mist drifted on after the main bulk, and further down the estuary I could see a similar bank rolling in, closer to the Welsh side. I’m beginning to understand why they call this Poet’s Walk!
It’s something I’ve not seen before. Glad I had the camera with me!
Yesterday the weather was completely different with a strong wind whipping up what passes for surf locally. Being a muddy estuary, the foam was a marvellous crispy brown – no white horses here!