Despite forecasts of severe snow and blizzards, we intended to take Mum's new caravan for a short test run this weekend to Hinderwell, on the edge of North Yorkshire. This is Port Mulgrave, about a mile away from Hinderwell and I remember it as a kid as my parents had a friend who live here. The harbour is almost gone now, but I remember my first trip out to sea from here, in a lifeboat my uncle had bought from Great Yarmouth. It was a bit of a family outing, though most of us kids and the women spent alot of time lent over the side throwing up.
The harbour was built in the mid 1800's when iron ore was found in the cliff face - well before the rich seams were discovered beneath Eston Hills. This seam only lasted a few years before it started to peter out. Another small seam was then opened in nearby Grinkle Park and the harbour continued to be used for several decades.
During World War I, the jetties and equipment were partially destroyed to prevent the harbour being used by the Germans for an invasion.
What's left of the jetties is still used by a handful of hardy fishermen.
Monday 7 April 2008
Saturday 5 April 2008
Scars at night
Its usually a bad idea to wander down the sea front with a camera at night during the extended weekend - from Thursday through until Saturday night - too many pubs and clubs with drunks milling around on the promenade. Still, the dog needed walking and given the low tide, I was looking for some inspirational views from the further reaches of the rocks.
The rocks themselves are known as scars, presumably as they run add odd angles from the shoreline and give the appearance of jagged scars running into the water. Local fishermen avoid them and follow a specific channel by lining up two red lights, one on the sea front and on a little further back. In the years before satellite navigation and GPS many ships have floundered on these scars. A list of the wrecks can be found on the Redcar.org website
I set this shot up to emphasise the rocky scars, using a 30 second exposure, using the puddles and ponds the retreating tide had left to capture a little of the reflected light. The green tinge in the foreground is seaweed and sea moss on the rocks themselves.
I took a couple of exposures before a few drunks started shouting something or other, milling around at the nearest edge of the promenade.....time to call it a night.
The rocks themselves are known as scars, presumably as they run add odd angles from the shoreline and give the appearance of jagged scars running into the water. Local fishermen avoid them and follow a specific channel by lining up two red lights, one on the sea front and on a little further back. In the years before satellite navigation and GPS many ships have floundered on these scars. A list of the wrecks can be found on the Redcar.org website
I set this shot up to emphasise the rocky scars, using a 30 second exposure, using the puddles and ponds the retreating tide had left to capture a little of the reflected light. The green tinge in the foreground is seaweed and sea moss on the rocks themselves.
I took a couple of exposures before a few drunks started shouting something or other, milling around at the nearest edge of the promenade.....time to call it a night.
House on the hill
I spent last weekend wandering down the coast towards Whitby. My daughter had to do a "Day in the life of...." project for University, a strange project for a Games Programming degree, anyway she had wanted to do her parents. It is amazing how off putting it can be when you are taking shots to have someone else shooting you and asking you to "hold that pose"! We all had a bit of a laugh though and the weather was surprisingly nice. We wandered across to Cowbar, though Staithes and then onto Runswick Bay. It will be interesting to see what she comes up with.
As a boy, I lived in this area for a few years and have memories of days at the beaches and regattas, ice creams and summer time. Our large and extended family often played football matches with the scouts on Sunday afternoons.
This shot was at Runswick Bay in North Yorkshire. Its quite nice down there, hardly any shops, just one cafe and the road down the hill is about 1 in 2 I think - very steep, so make sure your brakes are in good working order!
The old white house was a coastguard cottage and seemed quite fitting for the scene, though situated as it is on the edge of one side of the bay it must get a severe lashing from the sea during winter.
The other side of the bay is quite idyllic, all sand, cliffs and is quite a nice walk.
As a boy, I lived in this area for a few years and have memories of days at the beaches and regattas, ice creams and summer time. Our large and extended family often played football matches with the scouts on Sunday afternoons.
This shot was at Runswick Bay in North Yorkshire. Its quite nice down there, hardly any shops, just one cafe and the road down the hill is about 1 in 2 I think - very steep, so make sure your brakes are in good working order!
The old white house was a coastguard cottage and seemed quite fitting for the scene, though situated as it is on the edge of one side of the bay it must get a severe lashing from the sea during winter.
The other side of the bay is quite idyllic, all sand, cliffs and is quite a nice walk.
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