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  • Porth Oer / Whistling Sands in incredible storm conditions<br />
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  • A vast cloud towers over the San Andreas mountains to the West of White Sands National Monument in New Mexico. These are to the South of the same White Sands National Monument where America carried out many of it’s early nuclear weapons tests.
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  • After a demanding, muddy 7 mile walk along the Cornish coast in mid winter, we finally arrived at our destination of Pra Sands on the South coast of Cornwall. Although dark clouds still encompassed us, a dramatic break in the cover allowed an evening sunset to burst through, turning the world shades of pink and purple. <br />
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By the time we had walked the length of the beach to our van the evening had lost all of it’s colour and the rain arrived.
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  • A hillside tree is sillouetted by dramatic sunlight reflecting off the vast bay of Traeth Coch, (Red Wharf Bay) which at low tide reveals a pattern of sand cusps in the wet sand which reflect the bright sunshine. Small figures at the water's edge on the shoreline show the scale of this beach. <br />
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Following a specific location request from one of my customers, I found myself (almost) lost outside Llangoed on a warm late summer's afternoon. The sunshine back-lit the leaves of lush overgrown lanes as Cara Dillon sang to me in the front of the van. The hedgerows literally brushed past me as I ventured into narrower and narrower pathways, crows giving buzzards a temporary reprieve as they laughed at my black VW squeezing it's way out towards the bay.<br />
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The shallow beach at extreme low tide creates huge cusps of sand and water, resembling textile designs from the 1960s! The vicious and burning intensity of the light on the retina was not from the sun itself but from it's reflection on the wet sand. Although I tried to compose using peripheral vision I still was left temporarily blinded after shooting some frames.<br />
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Of course the contrast between the sunlit sand and the dry areas surrounding, meant the contrast was of the scale. To me, this was wonderful though, for just as looking towards the light blinded me, I found the fake shadows to be a beautiful and textural contrast, absolutely stunning.
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  • Dramatic sunlight reflecting off the vast bay of Traeth Coch, (Red Wharf Bay) which at low tide reveals a pattern of sand cusps in the wet sand which reflect the bright sunshine. <br />
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Following a specific location request from one of my customers, I found myself (almost) lost outside Llangoed on a warm late summer's afternoon. The sunshine back-lit the leaves of lush overgrown lanes as Cara Dillon sang to me in the front of the van. The hedgerows literally brushed past me as I ventured into narrower and narrower pathways, crows giving buzzards a temporary reprieve as they laughed at my black VW squeezing it's way out towards the bay.<br />
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The shallow beach at extreme low tide creates huge cusps of sand and water, resembling textile designs from the 1960s! The vicious and burning intensity of the light on the retina was not from the sun itself but from it's reflection on the wet sand. Although I tried to compose using peripheral vision I still was left temporarily blinded after shooting some frames.<br />
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Of course the contrast between the sunlit sand and the dry areas surrounding, meant the contrast was of the scale. To me, this was wonderful though, for just as looking towards the light blinded me, I found the fake shadows to be a beautiful and textural contrast, absolutely stunning.
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  • Dramatic sunlight against ominous dark skies threatening very heavy rain moving over the Isle of Anglesey. The beach in the foreground is the vast Red Wharf Bay (Traeth Coch) which at low tide reveals a pattern of sand cusps in the wet sand which reflects the bright sunshine. <br />
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Following a specific location request from one of my customers, I found myself (almost) lost outside Llangoed on a warm late summer's afternoon. The sunshine back-lit the leaves of lush overgrown lanes as Cara Dillon sang to me in the front of the van. The hedgerows literally brushed past me as I ventured into narrower and narrower pathways, crows giving buzzards a temporary reprieve as they laughed at my black VW squeezing it's way out towards the bay.<br />
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The shallow beach at extreme low tide creates huge cusps of sand and water, resembling textile designs from the 1960s! The vicious and burning intensity of the light on the retina was not from the sun itself but from it's reflection on the wet sand. Although I tried to compose using peripheral vision I still was left temporarily blinded after shooting some frames.<br />
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Of course the contrast between the sunlit sand and the dry areas surrounding, meant the contrast was of the scale. To me, this was wonderful though, for just as looking towards the light blinded me, I found the fake shadows to be a beautiful and textural contrast, absolutely stunning.
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  • Dramatic sunlight reflecting off the vast bay of Traeth Coch, (Red Wharf Bay) which at low tide reveals a pattern of sand cusps in the wet sand which reflect the bright sunshine. Small figures at the water's edge on the shoreline show the scale of this beach. From left to right, places include Llanddona Beach, Pentraeth Beach and to the far right, Benllech.
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  • I am really enjoying my gentle excursion into minimal landscapes, an approach I used many years ago in art school. This time I feel I am seeing far more though, in these vast tracts of sand and sky and sea. I seem more acutely aware of the myriad of intrinsic details that make up the surfaces. Maybe it’s because my long distance isn’t what it was, and the foreground details seem even more relevant than before :-)<br />
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I am seeing escape. Days like this on an empty, wild windswept bay are precious to me. I can sense society not far away, the noise of traffic and the chatter and incessant debates between increasingly indifferent people, but I’m grounded here. I feel security in the earth and in the elements that have preceded us all and that forever will outlast us all.
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  • 710 square kilometres of incredible white gypsum, that in the evening light pouring over the San Andreas Mountains turned vivid hues of pink & purple. Gentle ripples formed in the sand where this damp and binding mineral has been blown by regular strong winds. <br />
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To the North, almost 60% of these white sand gypsum dunes are still used for military weapons and missile testing - the first Fat Man plutonium bomb was tested in the Northern dunes.  <br />
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And yet, there was such a quietness there, calm and even solitude when you walked a little further into the dunes. We did two visits to this National Monument, and honestly, I could have spent many MANY more days in the minimalist nothingness.
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  • Walking in the baking heat of the desert landscape in Northern Fuerteventura, my mouth was dry, my skin burned, the air seemed to suck moisture direct from my lungs. The wind whipped sand across my legs and every step in the soft sand was an effort in the middy sunshine. <br />
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At the back of a beach these would be no more than fun dunes but even in this very small piece of landscape, the distant hills seemed even further away than I’d imagined, and each sandy hill was a mountain that defeated uphill progress. I found a drinks can, so beaten by the ultraviolet radiation and intense conditions that it was completely devoid of its original colours and was breaking down in structure. <br />
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And yet, despite the extreme sensations I was experiencing, there was a beauty in the hostile environment, a delicate aesthetic that lures you in to its heart; unspoiled virginal white sand sculpted by nature into wonderful curvaceous shapes. <br />
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Every time I revisit this island I am drawn back to this mini desert, but it has left me with a thirst to experience more vast and impressive deserts. Is it that the shifting surfaces and the labyrinthine of changing landscape features makes these places more magical, or surreal? It may be that we are visiting Namibia in 2018 so my curiosity and hunger for these places may be sated.
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  • This was my first trip to South Africa and I was blown away, almost literally, by this vast and exposed Western Cape, with the famous Table Mountain dominating the distant horizon. The white sand was warm but the strong South Westerly wind was actually chilly. It formed ripples across the surface of the soft dunes here at Duynefontein. I’d heard so many horror stories before visiting Africa, about being mugged at gunpoint, bitten by snakes or stung by scorpions that I was super nervous for months beforehand. I can’t say my fears disappeared completely, but walking barefoot on the sands in this incredible landscape on my first evening, made me realise that it’s a very big planet, and that with your wits about you, you could actually thoroughly enjoy a new world nevertheless. We are returning to Africa but this time with a lot less nerves and a lot more wisdom about what to expect and what not to do. It is without doubt a captivating country even if you have to be constantly aware.
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  • Possibly the strongest winds I’ve ever battled against; so strong that I was knocked sideways twice by gale-force gusts. My face and camera were sandblasted by the stinging particles, and yet, I was equally blown-away and utterly invigorated by the power of it all. The flying sheets of sand were side-lit by blazing sunshine, not long before towering walls of darkness moved in rapidly from the West. I took some other versions of this image where it literally looks I'm walking on clouds of sand, but I wanted to retain the visual of these boulders in the foreground, which became obscured in the other views.
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Huge seas at Porth Oer on the Llyn peninsula, now owned by the National Trust
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  • In amongst gypsum dunes that cover 1000s of acres, a lightning storm illuminates the centre of the large cloud over huge mountain ranges in Southern New Mexico. A 3/4 moon hangs silently between the thunder claps and our friend & tour guide Carole waits patiently in her powerful 4x4 for me to finish. I loved the atmosphere, the range of illumination and the surreal fake snow landscape! The lightning storm lasted for over an hour and 6 fighter jets from the nearby Almagordo Air Base blasted overhead into the night sky.
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  • From a short series of images taken after a very wet rainy day. I had gone to the beach anyway and started walking in the drizzle just to get fresh air. I played with my iPhone taking numerous fun pictures with some on-board software but as I was playing, the skies broke a little, and holes of daylight swept past, briefly and teasingly but the effect on the wet sands was awesome. The rain had meant most visitors had stayed away even the dreaded dog walkers and their sand destroying pooches ! I was alone and totally in the zone. After dark I ran through the waves for the sheer hell of it.  Full story will be on my blog at http://www.glynsblog.com  © Glyn Davies 2010 - All rights reserved.
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  • Breakers at Dusk<br />
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There are always shallow pools at Porth Sûr but this one evening the sands had really shifted and this enormous two foot deep pool had appeared between the main beach and the nearby breakers. There was no one around at all, just this slightly eerie and mysterious pool, the most beautiful and subtle reflections of sky and water and the contrast against the distant breakers. As I took this image my feet were slowly sinking into the deep soft sand surrounding the pool and my body was gradually being drawn into the mirror flat pool. I’ve never seen this pool here again.
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  • I headed for the coast, desperate for fresh air, but the sky darkened and a huge blanket of grey formed overhead. Undeterred I kept going and amazingly on arrival at the beach, the cloud seperated and sunshine filtered and then burned through, splashing warm light across the wet sands. On the outgoing tide the sands were pristine and formed a wonderful layer in which the boulders created perfect pools and rivulets. I ended up on the beach until late dusk and the moon glinted overhead.
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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sands of Porth Tyn Tywyn,  Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • The orange glow of the street lights in Rhosneigr light up low cloud in this blue landscape. Bright patches in the rain clouds are reflected in the wet sands of Broad Beach in the foreground.
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  • A cold afternoon on Anglesey's West Coast. The weather was cloudy and showery but from the West sunshine kept breaking through the clouds and scattering around the landscape. The tide was low and the wet sands provided a beautiful surface on which to mirror reflections from the rapidly changing skies.
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  • Low tide at the expansive Aberffraw beach on the West Anglesey coast. This wide flat beach seems to hold the sea water and the sands often remain wet long after the tide has retreated. We are looking towards Caernarfon Bay, and the mountains of the Llyn Peninsula can be seen in the far distance.
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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sands of Porth Tyn Tywyn,  Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • A cold afternoon on Anglesey's West Coast. The weather was cloudy and showery but from the West sunshine kept breaking through the clouds and scattering around the landscape. The tide was low and the wet sands provided a beautiful surface on which to mirror reflections from the rapidly changing skies.
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  • These black, shiny, eroded and smoothed pillow lavas watch the endless earth cycle. The sands shift and shunt and move about endlessly and the wind ruffles surfaces. The sun bakes and the waves smash but still these ancient rocks just take it all in their stride, hardly changing over millennia.
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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  • Wind blown sand ripples at the mouth of the Malltraeth Estuary where it joins the Irish Sea at Llanddwyn Beach
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  • Patterns caused by wind blowing different weight sands across the vast wind swept beach of Morfa Dyffryn near Barmouth, Mid Wales. <br />
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We turned North and immediately felt the full brunt of the Northerly gale in our faces. Progress was not difficult but was definitely slow. The wind was so strong that sheets of sand were lifted off the beach and blown towards us like swirling fog around our feet. A dog in the distance jumps for a stick and travels 20 feet before landing ! It sorted "men from the boys" as they say, and I noticed a few beach visitors start in this direction then turn back very quickly, but Carol and I were on a mission to get to the far point and the estuary beyond, and it was maybe two miles of beach walk against this headwind. I was blown away [pun intended] by the patterns and tones caused by the sheets of wind-driven sand over the shore, it really was like looking down at the earth whilst flying through low cloud but anything taller than one foot or so remained clear and static, betraying the impression!
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  • It was somewhat unnerving being isolated amongst the burning and sharp white sands of the dunes beside the Skeleton Coast. In the foreground you can see Jackal footprints but our guide, who remained in the van, says that he’s wild camped out here and one morning he opened the zip to his tent, to see a huge dark and menacing looking Hyena in the fog just beyond him.<br />
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In the silence I thought I’d be able to hear any approaching beast of the dunes but then I noticed my own footsteps were silent, so theirs definitely would be. I also noticed deeper, heavier set footprints across one of the dunes and I started to imagine that at any moment I’d go over a small hillock and see the beast staring up at me from the dip below. <br />
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As it happened I never saw any wild canines, but instead thoroughly enjoyed the surreal sense of being lost in the inhospitable white terrain all about me.
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  • Wonderful if fleeting sunlight on the pure white sands of Porthmeor Beach St Ives in Cornwall. I’ve always loved the patterns caused by tiny streams and rivulets leaving this steep backed beach but here in mid-winter, it is a beach of promises of things to come, things to look forward to, the thought of which became a shared joy of lovers.
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  • After wild and exposed stretches of the Skeleton Coast, we drove past the very busy port of Walvis Bay. The differences were huge, the narrow but endless roads were suddenly busy with heavy trucks and traffic leaving and entering the port. As we drove further south however the traffic eased once again, but signs of man, settlement and ‘civilisation’ were present for many miles further before gradually evaporating once again. These man-made structures appeared incongruous in the blowing desert sands, creating a surreal landscape of man and nature, but more than that – it was the tenacity of man and invention that enables society to survive in otherwise barren terrain.
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  • Groynes in shifting white sands at Barmouth Beach North Wales, in brilliant sunshine and at low tide.
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  • Walking in the baking heat of the desert landscape in Northern Fuerteventura, my mouth was dry, my skin burned, the air seemed to suck moisture direct from my lungs. The wind whipped sand across my legs and every step in the soft sand was an effort in the middy sunshine. <br />
<br />
At the back of a beach these would be no more than fun dunes but even in this very small piece of landscape, the distant hills seemed even further away than I’d imagined, and each sandy hill was a mountain that defeated uphill progress. I found a drinks can, so beaten by the ultraviolet radiation and intense conditions that it was completely devoid of its original colours and was breaking down in structure. <br />
<br />
And yet, despite the extreme sensations I was experiencing, there was a beauty in the hostile environment, a delicate aesthetic that lures you in to its heart; unspoiled virginal white sand sculpted by nature into wonderful curvaceous shapes. <br />
<br />
Every time I revisit this island I am drawn back to this mini desert, but it has left me with a thirst to experience more vast and impressive deserts. Is it that the shifting surfaces and the labyrinthine of changing landscape features makes these places more magical, or surreal? It may be that we are visiting Namibia in 2018 so my curiosity and hunger for these places may be sated.
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  • So happy to be back here in South Africa. One of the first things we did was head down to the stunning white sand dunes from where the distinctive looking Table Mountain can be seen looming in the background haze. So many truly fantastic landscapes in Africa.
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  • Dinas Dinlle is a vast beach beyond Caernarfon Airport. As the tide retreats it leaves a huge inviting expanse of sand, to be enjoyed by everyone and everything from walkers to oystercatchers, until the tide once again makes its long journey back towards the cliffs.
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  • Wind formed shapes in the Llanddwyn sand dunes, with crepuscular rays in the skies behind. <br />
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A lone walk on a beautiful winters day, from Newborough to Abermenai to relook for Beautiful Silent Danger! It would be nice to say it was just the sound of birdsong and trickling water but an enless drone of planes and unadventurous circling microlights shattered an otherwise magical escape.
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  • Abstract of sand patterns at low tide at Aberffraw beach, West Anglesey
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  • Wind formed shapes in the Llanddwyn sand dunes, West Anglesey, Wales<br />
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No.7 in this Wind Formed series dealing with the fantastic wind carvings in sand, notably at the Newborough sand dunes on Anglesey.
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  • As the tide recedes  the water in the sand bank drains away carving temporary and unusual channels in the sand bank, at right angles to the direction of the river. The mountains of Eryri can be seen in the distance.
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  • Sunshine, squalls, showers, dramatic skies reflected in the rippled wet sand of Traeth Lligwy Beach, East Anglesey.
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • As Storm Imogen makes her first appearance, and dark clouds build on the the horizon, I find myself fascinated by the sheer variety of beautiful coloured stones lying just beneath the surface of the sand pools before an incoming tide. The weather created dreary conditions but every so often gentle glimmers of light illuminated this wet world, a world that has seen rain for almost three months solid. It was so lovely to find such intriguing beauty in such inclement weather
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • An expansive Braint Estuary, Llanddwyn, Isle of Anglesey, at low tide exposing acres of wet sand and rivulets. The sea lies beyond the range of sand dunes in the distance.
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  • An extreme low tide revealed sections of sand bars I'd never seen before and at this distance even the dog walkers hadn't managed to destroy the purity of the sand sculptures. The sea was almost silent, the sun warm but the wind cold. I was the only one for miles on this end of the beach and I walked home alone.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Bright sunshine reveals circular wind formed shapes in the Llanddwyn sand dunes, with sunlit clouds above, and the Llyn Peninsula on the mainland in the far distance.
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  • Wind formed shapes in the Llanddwyn sand dunes, with crepuscular rays in the skies behind.
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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  • Shot whilst being filmed for a French TV channel. I took the crew to Newborough where we discussed my 'Wind Formed' series, looking at the shapes and patterns within the sand caused by effects of the wind. This series started in about 2006. It was almost impossible to create anything worthwhile when a crew requests where to stand and where to look and when to chat but I was happy enough with this grab shot for them to use it within the feature.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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  • A stream cuts down the beach to reach the door, carving beautiful curves through virgin sand. Black clouds stall overhead and light levels dropped dramatically, yet, there was a sombre beauty in this endlessly fascinating stretch of coast, regardless of weather.
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sand of Porth Tyn Tywyn at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • Sand bars left by outgoing tide at Cymyran at dusk, West Anglesey. Rhosneigr in the far distance.
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  • Gentle patterns of wind blown ripples, delicate peninsulas of sand and fast moving sheets of cloud with the unmistakeable Llyn Peninsula and it’s classic peaks.
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Three walkers at Llanddwyn Beach, a vast open sand dune backed sandy beach, stretching for miles at this West edge of Anglesey, and Caernarfon Bay. The Llyn Peninsula and Yr Eifl is seen in the distance.
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  • ....."The tide was .............. high! Not high enough to drown the caves but high enough to eliminate sand patterns. Hmmm. The light at 6.30 ish was surprisingly bright and high in the sky so I didn't even get the contrast and colours I wanted. I decided instead to enjoy the spring warmth, watch the gentle wavelets and observe the rising tide. I wandered as far out around the headland as I could, scrambling over rocks until I found a fantastic cave, with light at the rear! I ducked down and entered the cave. I discovered another tunnel at 45º joining it at the back, effectively forming a giant torch. I was surprised at the both the intensity of the light, but also the warmth of the light when seen in isolation from the rest of the sky and open landscape. It was very theatrical......"
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  • Low tide at Cymyran beach, a beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. The mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on North Wales' mainland, can be seen in the background across Caernarfon Bay. The watersport town of Rhosneigr can be seen far left of the image, at the far end of this long stretch of sand.
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  • Calm seas at Llanddwyn Beach West Anglesey, Wales, and a sand bar revealed at low tide.
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  • No.6 in this Wind Formed series dealing with the fantastic wind carvings in sand, notably at the Newborough sand dunes on Anglesey.
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  • Ripples on deep water channels left between sand banks and mud flats at low tide in the Dulas Estuary near Lligwy, East Anglesey, in showery weather, with dramatic clouds in the sky.
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet  windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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  • Waves creep over a sand bar at Silver Bay cove on North West Anglesey whilst clouds scurry overhead
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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sand of Porth Tyn Tywyn at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • Ripples on deep water channels left between sand banks and mud flats at low tide in the Dulas Estuary near Lligwy, East Anglesey, in showery weather, with dramatic clouds in the sky.
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  • Strong wind blowing the Marram grasses on these large sand dunes at Aberffraw, West Anglesey. The private Bodorgan Estate can be seen to the left, with the mountains of the Llyn Peninsula on mainland Wales can be seen in the background. Waves push at the shoreline and the wind creates sea spray off those breaking waves.
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  • A weak sunburst over the Irish Sea at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, North Wales. In the foreground is a large sand pool, emptying on the outgoing tide. In the distance, a large gull stands on a rock at a distant reef.
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  • Although it looks like a beautiful Summer’s evening, this picture was taken one February and five minutes after this scene, a thick, heavy and freezing fog swirled in from the sea and I could hardly see in front of me.   The upside to winter photography is that you have the beach to yourself; undisturbed sand and the chance to immerse yourself in the sensory joys of simply ‘being’ and becoming enraptured by the drama of nature.
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  • Strong winds and inclement weather sweep over the huge sand dunes at Llanddwyn, Anglesey. The sunset provided bursts of sunshine over this Marram Grass strewn landscape.
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  • Strong winds and inclement weather sweep over the huge sand dunes at Llanddwyn, Anglesey. The sunset provided bursts of sunshine over this Marram Grass strewn landscape.
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  • Amazing light on Broad Beach, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, Wales. There is a river that runs from Maelog Lake (Llyn Maelog) cutting through the sand dunes and out onto the open beach, forming numerous tributary streams before finally joining the Irish Sea
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  • Sunset over beautifully textured and patterned wet sand at low tide on Llanddwyn Beach.<br />
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The gorgeous reflection of the evening sky in the long sand-pool was the main attraction for me
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  • A channel marker had pulled from it's sand bank in Caernarfon Bay and drifted on the tide to this point on the Llanddwyn / Malltraeth beach on Anglesey. It was successfully recovered and re-sited within 24 hours.
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  • Late afternoon gently moved towards evening and I enjoyed complete solitide on this sandy strip at the far tip of Llanddwyn. <br />
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There were however naked footprints in the virgin sand, two souls in paradise
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  • Sunlight on patterns, textures and pools in the sand at Church Bay, North Anglesey
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  • Winter winds blew across the beach; small ripples radiated across the wide sand sea water pools and clouds raced overhead. Such beauty, such awe and such contrast. As I stood and watched the sunset play before me, cold air crept down my neck and I realised just how easy it is to be fooled by beauty.
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  • Absolutely beautiful conditions last night on the West coast of Anglesey where I did a long beach walk.  The weather over Menai was thunder and rain, but this was just at the edge of the weather front where low evening sunlight bathed the beach. On the outgoing tide the most perfect tiny waves pulsed towards the sand banks, backlit by the sunlight. It was like viewing a gigantic ripple tank experiment. The sun didn’t remain intense for long and turned to one of those hazy evening where sun disappeared behind a huge cloud bank, but it remained serene anyway and held a beauty of its own.
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  • Isn’t the planet just magnificent! From mountains of sand to mountains of rock, Earth’s natural processes are just incredible, and what they create are beautiful.
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  • I just stood there back to the gale as the Heaven’s opened and pummelled me with freezing hail. Throughout the squall the sunshine continued, blasting the miles-long sand dunes in Autumnal light. I had to shoot quickly, and hid the camera in my jacket. Stunning lighting and a beach almost to myself - immersed in the elements - perfection.
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  • Nominated for 11th International B&W Spider Awards<br />
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Walking in the baking heat of the desert landscape in Northern Fuerteventura, my mouth was dry, my skin burned, the air seemed to suck moisture direct from my lungs. The wind whipped sand across my legs and every step in the soft sand was an effort in the middy sunshine. <br />
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At the back of a beach these would be no more than fun dunes but even in this very small piece of landscape, the distant hills seemed even further away than I’d imagined, and each sandy hill was a mountain that defeated uphill progress. I found a drinks can, so beaten by the ultraviolet radiation and intense conditions that it was completely devoid of its original colours and was breaking down in structure. <br />
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And yet, despite the extreme sensations I was experiencing, there was a beauty in the hostile environment, a delicate aesthetic that lures you in to its heart; unspoiled virginal white sand sculpted by nature into wonderful curvaceous shapes. <br />
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Every time I revisit this island I am drawn back to this mini desert, but it has left me with a thirst to experience more vast and impressive deserts. Is it that the shifting surfaces and the labyrinthine of changing landscape features makes these places more magical, or surreal? It may be that we are visiting Namibia in 2018 so my curiosity and hunger for these places may be sated.
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  • ".............I wandered at a slow pace along the water's edge, fascinated by the shifting arrangements of clouds, waves, wet sand and reflections. I loved the balancing act between wave forms, sand patterns and racing cumuli.  A little lady in green wellies marched ahead of me for most of the walk, fortunately leaving only evaporating footprints in the saturated sand. By the time I had reached the arch and a small cove within a beach, the little lady had finished her stroll, turned on her heels and disappeared back in the direction of the sheltered village, leaving me alone to enjoy the unspoilt beach.......'
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  • We arrived at the wreck location, as always in Namibia miles from anywhere. It was a beautiful summer morning, the sand so hot you could not walk barefoot. The wind had furrowed the beach into long undulating ripples, and amongst the patterns lay this small remnant of a shipwreck. It was surreal, a vast tract of soft white sand punctured by shards of rusty broken hull. I loved the incongruity of it all.<br />
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I shot two frames before out of nowhere a dark Toyota Landcruiser appeared. They could see me photographing but that made no difference. It drove towards me, passengers hanging over the side of the truck, beers in hand, shouting and jeering at me. Their tyre tracks carved up the beautiful white sand surrounding the wreck, ending the shoot there and then. A huge 20 stone fat man sat in an armchair buckled into the rear of the truck; two fat kids and three muscle-bound rednecks pulled faces as their truck circled around to come and carve up even more of the scene I’d been photographing. These were not the sorts of people you’d want to engage with, so I just packed up my camera and without any gestures of annoyance, made my way back to our van.<br />
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Thankfully I’d grabbed this frame before the morons arrived but the strange beauty, the vivid sense of history in wilderness, had been ruined for me. Such a shame that wherever you go in the world, there always at least one sad individual ready to spoil thing for others.
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  • Amazingy for midday, on an outgoing tide, the most beautiful expnase of virginal sand was revealed - sparkling rivulets os sand pools running away to join the sea cut perfect curves through bright surfaces and delciate waves gently slapped the shore.
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  • The huge Morfa Dyffryn beach near Barmouth - vast expanse of sand and dunes from Barmouth to Shell Island ner Harlech. One of the best naturist beaches in the the UK let alone Wales.
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  • Dinas Dinlle is a vast beach beyond Caernarfon in Gwynedd North Wales. It is backed by an ancient hill fort which is gradually being eroded away by each high tide. As the tide retreats it leaves a huge expanse of sand, rocks and pools
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  • No A1 prints left. A2 and smaller only<br />
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"Clouds built over the horizon but in the last of the sun they looked beautifully dramatic, textural and crisp. In fact there was so much texture in front of me that it was hard to find the minimalist simplicity I've been drawn to recently. For maybe ten minutes the world turned pink, the hue washed over the sky and infused in the gentle waves, even the wet sand threw it back skyward. I stood in the sea, in my walking boots, wave after wave lapping at my shins but amazingly my feet stayed as warm as the sunset colours. I studied the waves smoothing and cleansing the beach before me, back to perfection.<br />
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The expanse of Llanddwyn beach and the peak of Holyhead Mountain can be seen in the background"
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  • Dinas Dinlle is a vast beach beyond Caernarfon Airport. As the tide retreats it leaves a huge inviting expanse of sand, to be enjoyed by everyone and everything from walkers to oystercatchers, until the tide once again makes its long journey back towards the cliffs.
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