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  • You have to visit St Ives just to witness the absolute clarity of the water beneath you. There are so many viewpoints where you can just stand and stare into the deep waters below and still make out the bottom. I've seen dolphins somersaulting just off the quay and seals regularly swim with the kids in the harbour, which from above looks just like an aquarium! I have always been fascinated by flotation and I love the way the boat on the surface aids our perception of the depth beneath.
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  • The superb rounded boulders created over thousands of years rolling around in this cove, were strangely and easily covered by shifting levels of grey sand. The gentle river tumbling down from the Cot Valley carved it's own niche, exposing once again the beautiful granite eggs.
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  • Amazed by the stunning lines and curves of this wave smoothed gorge in the rocks. The hardness of the granite rock was amazingly smoothed into organic sensual curves by the power of the ocean swells.
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  • Low sunlight casts long shadows over ancient walled fields just west of St Just in West Penwith, Cornwall. Shower clouds form a dark background against the agricultural foreground of vivid green grass between higgledy piggledy drystone walled pasture.
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  • Waves Crashing against the rocky granite coast at Cape Cornwall, St Just, Cornwall. The Brisons offshore stacks can be seen in the distance. Years of relentless attack by the Atlantic Ocean has rounded much of the hard granite stone shoreline.
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  • Waves Crashing against the rocky granite coast at Cape Cornwall, St Just, Cornwall. The Brisons offshore stacks can be seen in the distance. Years of relentless attack by the Atlantic Ocean has rounded much of the hard granite stone shoreline.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Cape Cornwall headland near St Just projects into a treacherous stretch of Atlantic Ocean here in South West Cornwall. In the cove to the North of the point, huge granite boulders have been rounded and smoothed over eons and await the powerful waves each high tide.
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  • Cape Cornwall headland near St Just projects into a treacherous stretch of Atlantic Ocean here in South West Cornwall. In the cove to the North of the point, huge granite boulders have been rounded and smoothed over eons and await the powerful waves each high tide.
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  • Beautiful, colour-rich dusk in a cove below Cape Cornwall, St Just, at dusk, a tin-mine hewed landscape within stone, multi millions of years old
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  • Incredible early morning light in hidden coves in West Cornwall. The hard granite had been smoothed and rounded by a millenia of pounding by the force of the Atlantic Ocean which hits this coast full on.
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  • Evening sunlight catching the Cornish flag at the stern of the St Mawes Ferry having crossed the Carric Roads in windy wet weather, forming a rainbow of the St Just in Roseland headland. A sailing yacht makes it's way out past Falmouth Docks into Falmouth Bay.
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  • Nanven Boulders
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  • In this cove of high erosion from weather and huge Atlantic waves, arose order. Boulders rounded like giant eggs seemed so beautifully placed in the gritty dark sand, left perfectly even by the receding ocean
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  • Cape Cornwall
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  • Even in this thick sea fog the crash of the waves and the advancing tide is relentless and comforting, confirming a natural order of things, the spin of the earth, the pull of the moon, the winds and the gales blowing their way around the globe. Yet I stand here on the shoreline, in one small microcosm of the rest of the planet, wrapped up in my own thoughts, my own ideas and my own emotions and without doubt my memories. Perhaps the whiteness of the fog even encourages this mental escape, eliminating everything else about me, reducing chaos to minimalist simplicity, lovely!
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  • Even in this thick sea fog the crash of the waves and the advancing tide is relentless and comforting, confirming a natural order of things, the spin of the earth, the pull of the moon, the winds and the gales blowing their way around the globe. Yet I stand here on the shoreline, in one small microcosm of the rest of the planet, wrapped up in my own thoughts, my own ideas and my own emotions and without doubt my memories. Perhaps the whiteness of the fog even encourages this mental escape, eliminating everything else about me, reducing chaos to minimalist simplicity, lovely!
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  • Ever since a kid I have loved Cape Cornwall and the vast sense of space you experience from the hill-top. Waves that would swamp a small fishing boat seem relatively harmless from this height but the fact they have traveled hundreds of miles of ocean is still quite intimidating.
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  • Cornwall, mid February. The weather had been stunning all week but the sea was still throwing some massive waves at the coast. Even in the relative shelter of the cove itself, huge granite boulders await further attrition from the advancing Atlantic swell.
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  • I couldn't help but be impressed by the beautiful rounded shapes of these granite marbles, created by years of being rolled around in this organic looking chasm. This image was used as the main publicity image for the Celtic Connections touring exhibition which started in 2005 at Oriel Ynys Môn.
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  • The light dropped rapidly and here on the far side of the smoothed Atlantic pounded granite rock now looked dark and impassable. Deep rock pools contained small life forms darting from side to side waiting for the advancing high tide.
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  • In this cove of high erosion from weather and huge Atlantic waves, arose order. Boulders rounded like giant eggs seemed so beautifully placed in the gritty dark sand, left perfectly even by the receding ocean
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  • The beautiful smoothed granite rocks looked like giant pieces of disused bubble gum, soaked and literally glowing in stunning evening sunlight facing the Atlantic Ocean
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  • Sunset over the Brison rocks seen from Porth Nanven, SW Cornwall.
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  • Just an hour or so to Sennen I boasted, as we left Plymouth that morning, but snailing queues of traffic forced a half way lunch-stop at the 18th Century port of Charlestown on the East coast. Originally constructed to export copper and china clay (from the massive quarries in nearby St Austell), by the 19th century Charlestown saw other businesses flourishing in the dock, such as shipbuilding, brick making and Pilchard curing...Today of course, as with the rest of Cornwall the main industry is tourism, but it still looks and feels like an old port. This is enhanced mostly by several tall ships moored in the dock, such as "Earl of Pembroke" "Phoenix" and "Kaskelot" (which I photographed at Dournenez '88 for Yachting World magazine).
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  • Storm at Sennen Cove, West Penwith, Cornwall, where Atlantic waves broke over the small harbour wall on the South side of the wide bay. Cape Cornwall headland near St Just can be seen in the background.
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  • Gigantic Atlantic storm waves crash over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, backlit by early morning sunlight. The sound of the sea was deafening and relentless and my camera lens needed cleaning every few seconds, covered as it was by soft spray that blew over 100 ft into the air
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  • Gigantic Atlantic storm waves crash over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, backlit by early morning sunlight. The sound of the sea was deafening and relentless and my camera lens needed cleaning every few seconds, covered as it was by soft spray that blew over 100 ft into the air
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  • Bright sunshine falls on ancient Cornish fields and cattle on the moorland that can be seen fron the hill of Chapel Carn Brea, in the parish of St Just - an Hercynian granite outcrop, owned by the National Trust.
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  • Within 2 minutes I was in Llanfaelog and the most spectacular view presented itself, a full moon right behind an amazing flood-lit church of St Faelog. Even though I was in a blinding hurry, I decided to stop the van and shoot the scene anyway. Actually the moon and church weren't in the ideal alignment for the composition I wanted but by bracing my tripod over the steps of the church, I could just create a composition that worked. I shot about four exposures at varying shutter speeds to get the right cloud coverage of the moon (so much more interesting than the moon alone) and as I was making the last exposure, a huge silent white Barn Owl glid across the scene in front of me, straight out of a Tim Burton film :-) Of course with 20 second exposures there was no chance of me recording this beautiful creature, but it will always be there in memory and will always remain magical. There were other movements in the graveyard, rustles, snaps and slithers but I couldn't actually see anything. At one point I felt something brush against my trousers but still saw nothing.
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