I burst into song after writing the title
"High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo".
The snow then turned to rain and began hammering off the window. I've shut up now as I have taken that as a sign.
I went out at the weekend for the day with the gang to try and get a few shots. It was an early start, 3.30am to be exact, yes that time of day does exist, I can now vouch for it. The early start was important because we wanted to catch the sunrise from Holy Island or Lindisfarne to give it the correct name, although even google maps calls it Holy Island now. I know this because I searched for it to just check the route as it's been a while since I was last there and when I used the correct name google maps came up with nothing. I was beginning to think it had sunk and been consumed by the sea or possibly the locals had cut the coarseway with an extra large pair of scissors and simply floated off to warmer climbs.
Anyway I checked the coarseway times and found we were safe to cross from 5.15 and had to return before 11.35. If you do visit the island please check the tide times and safe crossing times, they are on a board before you venture onto the coarseway. So many people each year have to be rescued, it's ridiculous when the times are there in black and white for all to see.
The sunrise on Saturday was around 7.30ish, we arrived at the island just after 6am and headed straight for the beach, it was immensely cold and I was glad to be wearing double layers of clothes. We were not to be disappointed, the sunrise was lovely, good colour, cloud cover and reflections. The results will be posted at a later date.
We eventually finished on the island and left with plenty of time to spare before the tide was due. Next stop was Bamburgh and the castle from the beach.
I found the light quite difficult as the sun was actually behind the castle. The use of a filter was a waste of time, so I waited for the right moment when the clound was bulky enough and shot a 7 bracket HDR. This is the result.
The trip continued down the coast to Seahouses, more shots for the future were captured here as well.
Fish and Chips were devoured at this point. You can't beat a lovely plate of fresh out the fryer Fish and Chips, mouth watering, stomach grumbling, thinking of tea now, mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Ahem, sorry about that, we got back in the cars and headed for Craster next. By that place has changed from what I remember of it, there was nothing there. A manky old pile of lobster pots that was it, we had already shot some of those in Seahouses. Back to the cars and then we headed for the beach by Dunstanburgh castle and more importantly the black boulders. Once again a few shots were taken for later uploads.
Finally we headed home, got completely lost trying a short cut that one of the gang knew, or didn't know as it turned out. Instead of heading for the A1 we found ourselves stuck behind the slowest driver ever on the coastal route, not what you want at 4.30 in the afternoon, especially when you have been up since 3.30am and your flask has been dry of tea since around 1pm.
It was a great day, plenty of shots taken and fun had. Looking forward to the next trip out.
Thanks for looking and for any comments.
|Camera:||Nikon D700 Check out Nikon Nation!|
|Recording media:||RAW (digital)|
|Date Taken:||9 Feb 2013 - 10:13 AM|