Beachy Head

 

Another, and final, image from the Brean Down set.

How To Disappear Completely

Another image of Brean Beach from Brean Down, made on a different visit from the previous images.

There was a point, during post-processing, that I was thinking of removing all the people in this image, except for the group of four on the right, perhaps. The fact is that I have cloned out some figures, but I stopped short of removing the lot.

On reflection, this is probably my favourite image in this series, which will conclude with the next post.

Beaching

Another image from the Brean Down set. For some reason, this puts me in mind of the final lines from that ultimate distillation of Western philosophy, the Rocky Horror Picture Show:

“And crawling on the planet's face,

some insects called the human race.

Lost in time, and lost in space.

And meaning.”

On The Beach

A few weeks ago, we went for a Sunday afternoon walk on Brean Down. This image of the tide line on Brean Beach was one result.

I really like this image - for reasons that escape me, I find contemplating the various textures of sand and water particularly satisfying. There was an earlier version that cropped out the skyline, but I reinstated it. Although again, I don't know why.

I Broke My Promise

I'm afraid that I've another image to post from the Brean Down set. Sorry.

This one is another in the occasional "People" series. This family is actually a fair way out on Brean Sands, which is not the safest place in the world to be.

Brean and Gone

The final image from the Brean Down set.

Up On The Down

Another image from the Brean Down outing.

Fortified Whine

Another image from the Brean Down Father's Day outing. This time, we're looking at the main gun emplacement inside the fort. This image features another of those "spot the lady" competitions, following on from the runaway success of the Hestercombe image. Answers on a postcard to the usual address.

Brean Downer

We spent Father's Day afternoon on Brean Down, which is effectively the fag end of the Mendips extending out into the Severn Estuary. To the north is Weston and Brean itself is to the south.

The down is actually an interesting place to visit, with several layers of history - an iron age fort, a Roman temple and a Napoleonic fort which was revamped during WWII. Its also a relatively easy walk as the thoughtful people who built the fort also built a road leading up to it.

The day was quite bright, but with an overcast which made it quite a fruitful day for photography, so I've a few images from this outing to post.

This is an image of the very end of the promontory, with Steep Holm in the distance and a Second World War searchlight station in the foreground.