The lighthouse on Flat Holm island in the Bristol Channel, on a stormy day. In the background, the coast of south Wales.
The Somerset Levels run out westwards into the sea – into the Bristol Channel in fact – and on this low coast are two rather cheap and cheerful seaside towns, Weston-super-Mare and Burnham-on-Sea. The heyday of the family seaside holiday is long past, and both of these towns are rather feeling the economic pinch. This coast is notable for having the second highest tidal range in the world – 43 feet (13 m) – and also for the fact that, since the Bristol Channel is in fact the estuary of the River Severn, in addition to some nice sandy beaches there are also vast amounts of glutinous estuarine mud – Weston-super-Mud being the rather unkind jibe.
But Weston is also notable to me for another reason: it is my home town, the place of my youth, some of it altered out of all recognition now of course, but still filled with a vast and undying store of memories.
And so to a visit there on a wet and windy day – its only 20 miles or so from Bristol. And standing high above the sea, bracing myself against the gale, I looked out over the seascape of my youth. There in the murk was Flat Holm island, not a part of Somerset (or even of England) at all, but rather the most southerly point of Wales. A sudden break in the overcast, a fleeting moment of sunlight, and I managed several frames.
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Technique: Z 6 with 70-300 Nikkor lens at 300mm; 1600 ISO; Lightroom, starting at the Camera Graphite profile; Silver Efex Pro 2, starting at the Neutral preset; looking west from Upper Kewstoke Road, Weston-super-Mare, Somerset; 4 Oct 2019.