|"Ahead of the Great Storm" Anglesey|
So I find myself on a Sunday without my girlfriend, and a forecast of horrendous weather. Outside the house the mountains had disappeared and the rain was hammering on the skylights of our converted barn. With every media channel labouring the devastating bad weather ahead, it was tempting to just stay indoors but some blasts of sunshine scattered on the green fields of the adjacent farmland and the colours and contrast were superb. I packed my kit, dug out my winter waterproofs for the first time since last winter and headed for the West facing coast of Anglesey. To be honest, I wasn’t totally photo focused as I had chucked my wetsuit and body boarding gear in the van too ‘just in case’ :-)
I headed for Porth Nobla and the seas looked impressive with thousands of white horses but surfing wise, the waves were closing out immediately in the gale force winds, so looking towards Trearddur Bay where I could see huge waves crashing the cliffs even from here, it seemed like a photo opportunity. I have been so wrapped up in my amazing new relationship that I have done very little [landscape] photography at all this year, choosing instead to get to know my new partner by spending all my free time with her. It therefore felt a little strange to be heading out without her today, it was like timeless and history less, just Glyn and his camera again.
I was buffeted as soon as I stepped out of the van and the sea spray was clearly blowing inland covering everything in a thick salty spray. It felt good to be in the fresh air to blow the cobwebs away. The waves were huge (for Anglesey anyway) and the roar of the sea was constant and energising, potent and humbling. I spent the few hours perched on precipitous cliff tops watching for the next big wave set and hoping they would slap the cliffs in just the right way, and thankful they sometimes did.
The clocks had gone back an hour last night so dusk fell upon me quicker than planned and I found myself back on the shore watching the powerful surge of smaller waves push right up to the back of the beach. I met several really friendly amateur photographers down there, and it was nice to chat with them and share their enthusiasm for the amazing seas and light. We all managed to get wet feet whilst shooting some last frames of the day.
So I have chosen my last shot to show you, instead of the big sea pictures. Hope you enjoy it.