An impression of English sycamore woods in the spring. Blue flowers and a blue sky of subtly different colour. These lesser-known undercliffs are to the East of Lyme Regis, and this is where the old road to Charmouth used to run until it slipped away and had to be abandoned, in the mid 20th century. One can […]
Photos in Lyme Regis
Lyme is home to several colonies of beach huts. Glorified sheds by the sea, they have a quirky charm that has inspired me to take quite a few photos over the years. These are on Monmouth Beach, and for a few weeks each spring and autumn, the setting sun strikes the front faces at just […]
After a disappointingly dull afternoon in Lyme Regis, the sun suddenly came through the clouds and illuminated the golden sandstone of the cliffs by Stonebarrow Hill and all along the Jurassic Coast towards Burton Bradstock. This view won’t be repeated again, since the beach was remodelled a few years afterwards, so all the wooden groynes […]
A freezing cold January morning, when my fingers were almost too cold to operate the shutter button. I’d been spending time taking photos of the rising sun shining on the wet sand and rocks, and eventually the sun came up, and a couple walking their dog over the sand of Spittles beach presented an irresistible […]
Blue and yellow always look good together, and a dash of white adds to the nautical breeziness of this study of beach huts on Monmouth beach. Much more appealing in cold winter light than the sticky heat of August, when all will probably be occupied by happy families.
Sometimes, even the dullest evening can result in an interesting image. Twilight allowed a long exposure, giving an unexepcted silkiness and transparency to the water of a breaking wave on the town beach at Lyme Regis. I was lucky to get away with this handheld, at 6/10th of a second. Shots like this cannot really be […]
A chance coincidence of beach litter and calcite-veined limestone, part of the Blue Lias sequence west of Lyme Regis. I used to have lots of time to scour the beach for interesting stuff on summer evenings, but that luxury seems to have evaporated over the years.
Boats and their reflections are a very hackneyed subject for the seaside photographer, but this example, riding high on a full tide in the harbour at Lyme, was irresistible.
A rather soft handheld shot taken just as I was leaving the beach on a brisk Spring day. But the more I looked at it, the more I liked the semi-abstract bands of colour in the sea.
In Lyme, there is a small estate of mobile homes at Monmouth Beach, which to me has a curious charm all of its own. I am intrigued by the contrasts of a wonderful natural setting and suburban accessories (the barbecue, the new car, the big boat, and lots of fences). Often, a stroll along the […]