Those of you who have followed this blog for any length of time are bound to have seen many pictures of the bay below my house photographed from my house. Few of you will have seen or are likely to remember the view from the pier down in the bay. Yesterday the sea was boiling whipped up by 40mph winds from the East so I decided to go down to the pier and photograph what, from above, looked quite a maelstrom. Oddly from down at the pier it didn't look quite so bad when photographed but, believe me, the wind was pretty fierce and the spray soon covered me, the camera and the Nighthawk parked quite a way back in salt.
Thank you for risking your life (and your camera!) to bring us these dramatic maritime pictures. My vote is for the second picture.
ReplyDeleteWe Hebrideans are a hardy lot YP. We cock a snook at a mere gale. We respect storm force winds and we batten down the hatches and hope for the best with the occasional hurricane (I've lived through three in my 40 years here).
DeleteLike YP above, I am in awe of you venturing out in gale force winds to capture, just for us, the wild surf....nice photos.
ReplyDeleteActually Virginia gale force winds are so commonplace here that it has to be quite a lot stronger before we remark on it.
DeleteAaah that takes me back to our visit. It was pouring down with rain when Ian and I wandered down to the bay!
ReplyDeleteThose waves look beautiful.
Helen we've had so much rain over the last few weeks that everywhere is sodden. One the other hans today has been so beautiful with no wind and blue skies that I have spent the entire day (what there is of it at this time of year) in the garden.
DeleteI don't think I would have dared walking down to that pier! When I still used to work in the small town next to Ludwigsburg, I always spent my lunch break walking, often crossing a bridge above the railway lines. On windy days, I sometimes had to literally hold on to the railing for fear of being blown off the bridge - not kidding! In fact, I once wrote about that here on my blog, some years ago: http://librarianwithsecrets.blogspot.de/2010/10/thirty-minutes-three-encounters.html
ReplyDeleteI suppose, Meike, I have grown so used to gale force winds that I rather take them for granted. I do however like to keep my feet on the ground! It's interesting to pop back and see some of your older posts before I moved into your Blogland. I sometimes forget just how recently we fist met. It's seems like it was a long time ago.
DeleteWonderful photos. I can almost smell the sea!
ReplyDeleteOn a day like that Frances I can certainly smell the sea at the house and the windows get covered in salt too when there's a easterly wind.
Deletegreat photos Graham. As you say we are a hardy lot!!!
ReplyDeleteWe have to be Carol!
DeleteWhen I get the pictures up on my big screen now I feel that the last two pictures especially probably give me an idea of the height and force of the waves... Impressive (and I probably would not have wanted to go too close...)
ReplyDeleteOne day Monica I shall get some photos of the Butt of Lewis in a north westerly gale and then I could show waves many times higher than houses.
DeleteI'll take your word for it, Graham... I would not want you to put yourself in danger to prove it ;)
DeleteThere are some stormy photos (among the many calmer ones) in the book about the Hebrides by Peter May and David Wilson which I bought last year (and have a look in now and then). Having read his trilogy also adds to the images in my head...
That water would impress me! But I'm just a prairie boy who lives far inland from the sea.
ReplyDeleteRed I just can't imagine living far from the sea.
DeleteThe penultimate one is the one I prefer.
ReplyDeleteIt is rare that I manage a storm shot I'm happy with.
Yes Adrian. If I could only show one shot it would be that one.
DeleteI love those views in any weather.
ReplyDeleteSo do I CJ.
DeleteGorgeous pictures GB! Got to love sea before a storm :))
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