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The Royal Duchy & Oliver Cromwell

Those were the two engines that steamed into Penzance this afternoon… Damn I Love Steam I always did and again (Thanks to Leanne & Dennis) I found out at 14-10pm that they would be arriving at 14-30pm so I managed to get to a spot in time to shoot them as they passed..

The Royal Duchy followed by Oliver Cromwell

There’s just something about the feel of a massive piece of genius engineering like this coming thundering down a track towards you that is indescribable, and that feeling is heightened all the more when a second engine, The Oliver Cromwell, follows on..
The unfortunate thing is there’s not an awful lot of time to set up and make the shot before its passed and steaming away from you.

The Royal Duchy thundering towards me

and there she was gone :)

Steaming Past on her way to Penzance

Penzance Bound

Longrock to Newlyn and windswept

Another day of Sandblasting and windswept beaches led me, after shooting windsurfers out at Longrock, to seek shelter in the Harbour at Newlyn out of the wind for the last couple of hours of light..
The wind was once again battering along the coast, so much so that even the jackdaws sought shelter behind the rocks and Med gulls walked sloping into the wind..
sheltering from the wind

sheltering from the wind

slanted seabirds or windswept med gull

slanted seabirds or windswept med gull

Finally arriving at the Harbour and out of the wind it was nice to enjoy a relaxing walk around.. Myghal was unloading at the fish market and became my first shot in the harbour..
Myghal Newlyn

Myghal Newlyn

Around the end and up the pier where I encountered a lone Pipit staring out to sea.. probably thinking the same as me.. I’m staying put till the wind drops a bit :)
Rock pipit on the harbour wall

Rock Pipit on the Harbour wall

Of course walking up the far side of the Harbour you can’t help but be impressed at the trawlers with their beams looming into the skies backed by a setting sun.. in fact everything seems to reach skyward at this side of the harbour..
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its always funny how when something catches your eye you suddenly awaken to lots of other things in similar settings.. the skyward reaching beams of the trawlers as I looked from the end of the pier looked like a massive statement of victory all lined up.. ominous perhaps?

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Looking across the bay the waves and wind werestill battering the walls along the seafront in penzance

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and the light was dropping with the setting sun so I headed back to the van.. as I walked round the bottom I heard.. over here.. over here point the camera over here.. probably for the first time in my life I was on the receiving end of some scaffolders banter.. well it seemed rude not to so I pointed the camera..

Erection Technicians :)

and finally around by the fish market and a final shot in the soft fading light of our old friend the great northern diver who was happily fishing in the shallows

The Great Northern Diver

The Great Northern Diver

Thats it for now folks.. your comments as always are welcomed.. but keep it nice :)
Enjoy

IC Man to the Rescue.– again.

There I was minding my own business shooting out to sea off the bluff at hayle rivermouth when it was brought to my attention that yet another seal Pup had got himself stranded down on the beach while the tide continued to head out..

I went down and checked him out and apart from being exhausted he looked okay so I decided it was probably best to just at least inform the rescue team and see what they said.. I radio’d Leanne to give them a call and I stayed down the beach with the pup.

Sleepy Seal pup

Sleepy Seal pup

Well the rescue team decided to send someone out just to check the seal out and as we waited for them to arrive, he decided it was time to go and promptly woke up.. had a little grumble at me and set off on his colossal journey to the sea.

wake up time for the seal pup

wake up time for the seal pup

checking out where the sea is

checking out where the sea is

A quick stretch and then on his way

A quick stretch and then on his way

 and that was it he was up and off… I walked a little way in front of him all the way down the beach to the sea just to make sure there were no dogs to worry him.

Heading Seaward

Heading Seaward

almost there

almost there

and finally water and the pup was home safe and heading out to sea

and finally water and the pup was home safe and heading out to sea

Just as the pup hit the water the rescue guy turned up and walked down the beach to where I was.. we had a little chat he checked over the pics on the camera and was happy that the pup was okay and would probably head back to its family up towards Gwithian.

a last pause before heading out..

a last pause before heading out..

and that was it, excitement over for the day and time to head back for us.. if it carries on then I’m gonna have to get me and Leanne trained up to recognise the seals and know if they’re in distress or not.. as it seems to be becoming a pastime rescuing seal pups…

Take care everyone

_D2X0016

Mel

Back To Newlyn with an Hour to spare.

Well the Clocks went back so it left us with this extra hour so I decided to have a wander round the harbour on my way home just before we lost the sun for the day. (At least the harbour did)

Seemed very quiet tonight and the tide was low with most of the fleet out it left the quay empty:

Newlyn Empty Quay

Newlyn Empty Quay

I wasn’t alone in my pursuit of my art, I passed by the ice house and there was an Artist squatting skething the scene.. and very nicely from what I caught over her shoulder…
Sketching the scene
Sketching the scene

Must have been pretty uncomfortable squatting like that for some time judging by the amount she’d already sketched.. especially when the harbour supplies us with so many natural stools..

makes a nice resting stool for artists!
makes a nice resting stool for artists!
Further round and the activity started with Lyonesse moving around with the youngsters bailing something out.. not totally sure what they were doing.. its at times like these I wish I had the knowledge to imaprt the detils to you as well as laurence (Through the Gaps) Hartwell.. if you’ve not found his wonderful blog then please do by clicking the link and enjoy life in Newlyn in a way I could never describe…
Crew of Lyonesse

Crew of Lyonesse

Crew of Lyonesse

Crew of Lyonesse

Almost tripped over a Dogfish that the young black back gulls had been pecking at
Dogfish by the Market
Dogfish by the Market

I wandered down the far side by the harbour wall and watched the usual pied wagtails flitting backwards and forwards while the Blackbacks just watched on Nonchalently from their High perch above the workshops..
The light was falling fast as the sun slowly descended behind chywoone hill, casting some nice lazy long shadows and sparkling off the water light millions of tiny flashlights .

Know what this is?  Afraid Not.. (a frayed knot) ah well..
Know what this is? Afraid Not.. (a frayed knot) ah well..

 The Soft light warmed the stark lighthouse standing on the end of the quay and the pastel shades were already lighting up in the clouds..

Soft Light on the Lighthouse
Soft Light on the LighthouseKnowing I didn’t have much light left, and nothing to do with the fact that Leanne had called me on the radio to say she’d made a cup of tea at the van, I turned and walked back down the quay catching whatever images I could see in the fading evening light..Snowdrop mooring up to wait for the tide
Shackle and Ring
Shackle and Ring
Ruth undergoing work
Ruth undergoing work
Not through the Gaps but through the Ropes with lady jaqueline heading out
Not through the Gaps but through the Ropes with lady jaqueline heading out

And the last of the evening sun was fast dissapearing behind Chywoone

Last beams of sunlight
Last beams of sunlightOnly the far ends of the quay were still catching the sun so a final chance to catch the last few Boats from the fleet in the evening sunsetProudly catching the last rays of sunshine along the quay

Well that was the wrap for me and one final shot of Ruth high upon her plynth before going behind the lifeboat offices to my van and packing my gear away with a nice cup of Tea made by my lovely wife for me.

Ruth up in the air

Ruth up in the air

A nice slow drive back through Mousehole and up the hill home to mark the first day of the end of british summer time for 2009… Hope you enjoyed the post and pics

Till the next time
mel

Revamping

Sorry about the lack of posts to the Blog recently, I’ve been so tied up with re-vamping the site and moving across to the new servers that I haven’t had much chance to do anything more than process the images and add them to the galleries etc.

Hopefully should get a bit more time now to update the blogs as well as the site :)

Mel