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  • Half an hour of amazing swirling cloud, showers and atmospheric drama last night over the Irish Sea from South Stack. I make a point of avoiding photographing the lighthouse, but I do love the sea from here. Actually the wonderfully curved curtains of rain only lasted a few minutes before becoming more regular sheets of rain.
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  • One of those days when I knew that my need for positivity-inducing sunshine was not going to be satiated by the time I reached the coast after a long day in the gallery. <br />
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Layer after layer of blanket cloud had been drawn from the horizon to the sky overhead. I stood alone on the headland, silently studying the surface of the near motionless sea in the vain hope that a porpoise or dolphin would bring a wave of excitement to the watery view.<br />
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Amidst the grey gloom huge beams of sunlight suddenly pierced the cloud cover and spot lit the Irish Sea to help me scan more clearly – a huge searchlight from the universe above.  I never did see any marine life but the light itself, which only lasted a few minutes, made the journey worthwhile.
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  • Incredible sunset and dramatic clouds over the Irish Sea from Porth Nobla, near Rhosneigr, West Anglesey<br />
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© Glyn Davies - All rights reserved.
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  • Looking out at an approaching weather front over the Irish Sea at sunset, from the lush green rocky cliff top at Rhoscolyn Head, Holy Island, West Anglesey
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  • Incredible sunset and dramatic clouds over the Irish Sea from Porth Nobla, near Rhosneigr, West Anglesey<br />
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© Glyn Davies - All rights reserved.
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  • Rays of light from South Stack lighthouse, Holy Island, Anglesey, under a thick bank of fog at sunset, caused by a second day of temperature inversion over North Wales and here over the Irish Sea. Fishermen's torches light the rocks at the base of the cliffs in the blue gloom.
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  • Short sunbursts during extensive periods of rain and dark skies over the Irish Sea seen from Holy Island. Even the brightest patches were heavy rain.
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  • Incredible sunset and dramatic clouds over the Irish Sea from Porth Nobla, near Rhosneigr, West Anglesey<br />
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© Glyn Davies - All rights reserved.
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  • A Jersey registered trawler heads for Liverpool Bay across a flat calm Irish Sea, close to the Skerries lighthouse.
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  • Incredible sunset and dramatic clouds over the Irish Sea from Porth Nobla, near Rhosneigr, West Anglesey<br />
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© Glyn Davies - All rights reserved.
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  • When I was younger and in college, I had two beautiful classmates, Identical twins. They were bright, talented and set for brilliant things, but before they could, one went for a swim here and got pulled into the rip tide. The other twin went to save her. Both were pulled far out to sea and both lost their lives. Their deaths stunned the whole community. The sea is so beautiful but so powerful and is easily underestimated.
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  • Between lands, between cultures she is unchained and free; defiant and assured, confident and young. She feels the cold wind upon her body but she braves the elements and only she decides when to leave and where to go. She rides life like a wave.
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  • Rough surf from the Irish Sea in stormy weather forces it's way into the narrow cove of Porth Trecastell (Cable Bay) West Anglesey, Wales. On the windswept headland, Sea Pink (Thrift) blows amongst long grass covering the burial mound of Barclodiad Y Gawres,
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  • With just an hour or so to spare after a dreary day on Anglesey, I headed for the coast just for the heck of it, one of my usual haunts simply because it's vast, open and easy escapism. Having enjoyed some contemplative observation in the gentle gloom, I became aware that the ambient light had increased.  When I turned around the dunes were on fire, a blazing torch of orange light was burning over the Irish Sea and the the sky was fluxing from blue to pink. The fresh salty air was now blowing in my face and I felt liberated and ecstatic, for I also knew this momentary pleasure would be over in a flash.
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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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  • Warm, glowing evening sunset throws orange light over the rocks at Porth Tyn Tywyn, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey as a calm sea gently laps at the reef.
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  • Nominated in 10th (2017) International Colour Awards (Fine Art category) <br />
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Field drainage water pours out through a water channel into the Irish Sea here at Porth Cwyfan. The 13th Century, Eglwys Cwyfan (St Cwyfan's Church), not far from the small village of Aberffraw on Anglesey's West coast, at one time stood on the mainland coast but over the years, the sea has eroded the surrounding land leaving it stranded on it's own little island. Services are still occasionally held here but times are tide dependent.
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  • Christmas Day 2011 - instead of pigging out on Christmas dinners and excesses of booze, I did a two hour cliff walk on North Anglesey, and battled with massive buffeting gusts of wind blowing off the Irish Sea, and sea spray sweeping over the headlands. I found a partly sheltered cove in which to eat cheese sarnies and a mince pie, washed down with hot coffee. Amazingly the rain held off for the whole walk which was fortunate but I also saw some of the only glimpses of sunshine in North Wales that day, which backlit the huge seas crashing against the Anglesey cliffs.
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  • It was a calm, silvery sea at dusk. There was hardy a drop of wind and the air, for April, was warm enough. It was near silent on the beach, just the distant voices of a couple walking in the dunes behind. <br />
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I’d hoped the sun would have been a little more intense having raced across Anglesey to get to the beach, but everything was delicate and muted. From the sea bed, remnants of energy pulses from ocean storms thousands of miles away finally reared up and gasped a last breath on the shingle shore. <br />
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I stood on some low rocks at the waterline and watched the sea tide slowly come in around me. Every so often a rogue bigger wave would crash over the rock and I’d lose sight of my feet in the white foam. Against the brighter surface of the sea, these little hillocks of water looked dark in their own shadows.
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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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  • The water was so warm I wanted to swim as it went dark, but the breeze was so cold that I feared the effect after coming out. I could see a face in this stone and I watched for ages as the advancing tide lapped around then over it until finally it disappeared into the warm sea. I wanted to be under the water with it, floating in darkness. It was so wonderful to be alone with my thoughts and the sounds of the sea.
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  • Christmas Day 2011 - instead of pigging out on Christmas dinners and excesses of booze, I did a two hour cliff walk on North Anglesey, and battled with massive buffeting gusts of wind blowing off the Irish Sea, and sea spray sweeping over the headlands. I found a partly sheltered cove in which to eat cheese sarnies and a mince pie, washed down with hot coffee. Amazingly the rain held off for the whole walk which was fortunate but I also saw some of the only glimpses of sunshine in North Wales that day, which backlit the huge seas crashing against the Anglesey cliffs.
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  • I love it when after leaving home which is covered by cold grey sky, I find myself half an hour later standing on a cliff top with sunshine warming my face. As the afternoon sunshine dropped lower in the sky, it broke below blankets of heavy cloud and blasted the sea and cliffs with intense light, illuminating rock pools and sharpening blades of rock. Getting to the sea has always meant escape to me, a chance of adventure and journey. Looking out towards a sunlit horizon means so much to me, especially hope.
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  • Just before sunset, but in the shadow of the shoreline crags, a powerful repeating surge created an eerie disturbance in what was otherwise a calm sea. Looking out, I could meditate over the tranquillity of the scene, but when I looked down, the water was rising and falling in deep crevices, occasionally rising so high that it covered my boots, but then dropping maybe five feet down slippery slopes into the darkness.
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  • Powerful storm surf at sunset in winter gales coming from the Irish Sea at Porth Tyn Tywyn near Rhosneigr on the West Coast of Anglesey.
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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 Monday evening. I'd gone out to catch some surf but it was seriously blown out in some very heavy gales and was just mush, so I took some shots instead :-) The very low evening sunlight was blitzing the coast with an amazing intensity, as powerful in it's own way as the pounding waves. Where the waves were smashing over this set of rocks the plumes of spray were being backlit turning them a rich orange/gold. However, as you can see from the foreground I was basically IN the sea, with no tripod so for the first time in my memory, I have deliberately cropped the original a little to show just the bits I wanted. Theoretically it would have been easier for me to change lens but the sea spray was so intense that I didn't fancy a £5K sensor covered in salt water - so there you go, probably my first ever forced crop! :-((((
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  • A large sea with a long range swell slammed the seafront at Trearddur Bay at the end of November. Cars parked in the car park were literally covered in wave after huge wave - and pebbles! I shot from within the van for there was also torrential rain and swirling sea spray everywhere. These were some of the biggest wave crashes I'd personally witnessed here at Trearddur, though I'm sure there must be loads more occasions like this.
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  • Eroded limestone cliffs jutting into the Irish Sea at Rhoscolyn Head, Holy Island, Anglesey.
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  • I left the comfort of the van and stepped into a gale. The skies were grey and overcast and there were already spots of rain on my jacket. <br />
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The sand whipped off the dunes and stung my face but I was so happy to just be outdoors and have fresh air in my lungs. I arrived at the shore on a rapidly dropping tide and the beach was pristine, no footprints from man or dog, just perfect geometrical shapes created by the force of the tide. <br />
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The breeze rippled the surface of a large pool but the water was was like a luke warm bath, sensuous and comforting. Small jellyfish slowed drifted past me as the pool drained to the Irish Sea. <br />
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As the clouds scudded overhead, small pathes of blue sky made an appearance and illuminated the whole scene for perhaps just a few minutes at a time and the light was iridescent on the sea’s green surface, glittering on the ruffled pool. Within moments I was being pelted by a rain shower and my camera lens became covered in rain and salt spray, creating a most ghostly light on my images.
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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 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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  • Sea Pink (Thrift) glows in the evening sunlight at the edge of the churchyard of the 13th Century, Anglican, Eglwys Cwyfan (St Cwyfan's Church), not far from the small village of Aberffraw on Anglesey's West coast, at one time stood on the mainland coast but over the years, the sea has eroded the surrounding land leaving it stranded on it's own little island. Services are still occasionally held here but times are tide dependent.
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  • The water was so warm I wanted to swim as it went dark, but the breeze was so cold that I feared the effect after coming out. I could see a face in this stone and I watched for ages as the advancing tide lapped around then over it until finally it disappeared into the warm sea. I wanted to be under the water with it, floating in darkness. It was so wonderful to be alone with my thoughts and the sounds of the sea.
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  • A choppy sea at the craggy coastline at Rhoscolyn with the moon rising over the Welsh mainland.
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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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  • A deep swell forcing through a narrow channel causes upwelling / upsurge of sea water at this headland at sunset at Rhoscolyn, North Anglesey
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  • Thick fog at sunset, caused by a major temperature inversion, seen here at the high cliffs at South Stack, Holy Island, Irish Sea, North Wales.
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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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  • "......The sea had now covered much more of the beach, and some previously isolated colourful boulders were now being licked by the gentle ripples. I looked around because I could hear people talking but there was no one there. I moved across the beach shooting a couple of frames of the boulders and the voices were getting louder. I was expecting to see a small group of people appearing in the valley at any moment to ruin my peace....."
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  • This may not be the most dramatic of Welsh coasts on South West Anglesey, but the jagged reefs and Westerly waves provide endless variation nevertheless. It still surprises me just how rough the rocks are, after millenia of erosion from the sea
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  • Amazingly, these incredible red cliffs that look so loose and friable, are actually well known for rock climbing. Tenuous, pumpy, scary and overhanging climbs meander up this battle-zone between land and sea. The gigantic broken block in the small cove says it all. Many years ago I bottled out of an extreme climb just around the corner, but I do have an urge to have a go at this cliff on a calm sunny afternoon soon.
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  • Thick hill fog raced past on strong winds but upon clearing a vast and dramatic view was revealed. Intense sunshine burned through multiple layers of cloud and back-lit delicate trails of mist, but there was a dramatic darkness all about.
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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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  • South Stack lighthouse on Holy Island, Anglesey, as seen from the flying bridge of the Holyhead Lifeboat, RNLB Christopher Pearce.<br />
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 I had to react quickly to changing compositions as this powerful vessel blasted us around the imposing cliffs of Ynys Lawd. <br />
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The early morning sunshine was gorgeous but what made this picture for me was the single fluffy white cloud hovering above South Stack lighthouse. My elevation meant I could look down onto the deep green sea as well as up into the blue sky. An incredible experience.
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  • An ebb tide reveals multi-coloured pillow-lava at Llanddwyn on West Anglesey. Many people have asked if the colours have been retouched in the computer, which they are not.When you are on a beach most pebbles look rather drab, but wet them in the water and they reveal rich vibrant colours. Imagine this on a bigger scale, where a whole reef of mineral rich rock becomes wet from the sea, and you’ll then understand why there was no need to use software to embelish this image
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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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  • Herring Gulls soaring on dramatic thermals above the cliffs on Anglesey’s North Coast.
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  • "I left the comfort of the van and stepped into a gale. The skies were grey and overcast and there were already spots of rain on my jacket.<br />
<br />
The sand whipped off the dunes and stung my face but I was so happy to just be outdoors and have fresh air in my lungs. I arrived at the shore on a rapidly dropping tide and the beach was pristine, no footprints from man or dog, just perfect geometrical shapes created by the force of the tide.<br />
<br />
The breeze rippled the surface of a large pool but the water was like a lukewarm bath, sensuous and comforting. Small jellyfish slowly drifted past me as the pool drained to the Irish Sea.<br />
<br />
As the clouds scudded overhead, small patches of blue sky made an appearance and illuminated the whole scene for perhaps just a few minutes at a time. The light was iridescent on the sea’s green surface and glittered on the ruffled pool. Within moments I was being pelted by a rain shower and my camera lens became covered in rain and salt spray, creating a most ghostly light on my images"
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  • Clean white surf breaks on Broad Beach, Rhosneigr and pushes waves and foam curves up the beach at sunset.
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  • Amazing coloured Precambrian pillow lavas remain hard fingers of rock pushing into the soft sand and battering Irish Sea, here on a tiny island off the main island of Ynys Môn (Anglesey). <br />
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The lighthouse (Twr Mawr)  is no longer used but it's presence is still a useful navigational mark for mariners.
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  • As the fog cleared, a beautiful and gentle sunset appeared, illuminating the calm sea on a slowly incoming tide.
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  • A solitary gaff rigged  one-design day-boat on a calm and deserted Irish Sea on a sunny Spring afternoon. See from the rocky limestone cliffs at Rhoscolyn Head, Holy Island, West Anglesey.
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  • SNIP from BLOG: "The sun briefly popped out splattering fire everywhere, and then turned to a hot red glow on the horizon, quenched after 15 minutes by a cold blue sea. Banks of clouds reared overhead and all light intensity disappeared. I walked at a fast pace back along the beach, much closer to the sand dunes this time, as the advancing tide had drowned the sand bars.".
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  • Barnicle and mussel covered rock surrounded by a clear sea water pool, in pristine sand at Llanddwyn Island, West Anglesey, Wales
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  • Patterns and shapes left by seawater draining from beach pools back to the sea at Llanddwyn Beach, Anglesey, Wales
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  • Nominated in 10th (2017) International Colour Awards (Fine Art category) <br />
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Caught in squally weather, bitterly cold, blown about like a leaf in the wind, at the mercy of the elements and the huge expanse of the open sea - no, not a lonely sailing boat but me, clinging to the cliffs to try and get a shot at that magical moment, when man made and ambient light balance, that perfect window of opportunity which lasts just minutes. I love the softness of colours and contrasts in the gale driven sky behind, and the hint of comfort from the haunted lighthouse. I thought this was a joke until tonight, when as I was taking my last frame something pushed past me, really squeezing past my thigh. I honestly thought it was a dog but there was nothing there. Quite spooked.<br />
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South Stack lighthouse, Holy Island, Anglesey, Ynys Môn. c1809 - Electrified in 1938 - Automated in 1984. 440 steps lead from the 200ft cliff top down to the bridge across the gorge below. We can also see here the RSPB Bird watching tower called Ellin's Tower.
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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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  • Brief sunshine over Rhosneigr gave way to black clouds and sleet moving in from the North over the Irish Sea.
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  • In a streaming gale Jan and I crossed sand dunes to an almost deserted foam-strewn beach. The waves were heavy and fast and the wind was lifting and hurling foam creatures from the shoreline to the dunes, only avoiding splattering our faces thanks to slipstreaming! The sunlight was broken but when it burst through it was warm and rich, sparkling off the wet sand, backlighting oxygenated suds, waddling their way from the water margin. It was a bitterly cold air-stream sweeping down from the North, and poor Jan looked like a frozen rigid Chilli pepper in her new Paramo coat as I stumbled around on wave-soaked reefs. I was excited by the events in front of me but was ever conscious of my suffering slim companion. The spray was constant and when I looked towards the ancient burial chamber of Barclodiad y Gawres I could see horizontal sheets of spray contrasting with the brooding dark hillside. My lens was covered in spray within seconds and the thickness of salt meant that even specialist lens cloths were not effective at clearing off the saline coating - I accepted that today’s shots would be soft and droplet covered, and actually that no longer worries me these days, as atmosphere always beats detail. I balanced myself on a rock jutting from the pristine sand, ready to shoot the choppy sea but today again, I got caught out by one of those ‘tricksy’ seventh waves, which lifted to knee height which was already 18” above the beach, so this time I did get a boot-full of seawater but also a fun shot in the process - no award winner for sure but a great memory of a moment which had Jan laughing widely, even in her sub zero state :-)We walked on, my boot warming like a winter wetsuit and as I was already wet I resigned myself to further soakings as I haunched just an inch above wet sand to photograph a parade of the foamy suds. Finally we stood atop an isolated black crag in the center of this long sandy beach and we watched larger waves exploding over the offshore s
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  • SNIP from BLOG: "The sun briefly popped out splattering fire everywhere, and then turned to a hot red glow on the horizon, quenched after 15 minutes by a cold blue sea. Banks of clouds reared overhead and all light intensity disappeared. I walked at a fast pace back along the beach, much closer to the sand dunes this time, as the advancing tide had drowned the sand bars.".
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  • Shot on Llanddwyn beach as everyone else was leaving - well it was a bitter cold evening, no sunset, no 'obvious' excitement, but I was utterly connected that evening. In the darkness and solitude I became one with the peace, the dusk, the gentleset lapping sounds at the shore, the occassional oystercatcher calling as it skimmed the sea. I photographed gentle events...© Glyn Davies 2012  All rights reserved. No copying or use on any website is either permitted or implied. Action WILL be taken against infringers.
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  • Colourful sunset reflected on wet beach, pools and the sea itself, at the coast at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, Wales
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  • And so it was, at about 4.00 pm, I headed for the West Coast of Anglesey, as usual, to catch the dipping sun. I turned up at one of my favourite spots and ambled, totally arbitrarily along the shoreline, enjoying the water, the sounds, the heat and colours of the warm sun and the glistening rocks emerging from the receding tide. Funnily enough, the stark sunshine, at this time of day, at least creates strong shadows, long shadows and sparkling sea tops. As it sank lower the colours intensified further and amazing hues resulted, almost, but not quite unbelievable.
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  • Nominated for 11th International B&W Spider Awards<br />
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Shot on Llanddwyn beach as everyone else was leaving - well it was a bitter cold evening, no sunset, no 'obvious' excitement, but I was utterly connected that evening. In the darkness and solitude I became one with the peace, the dusk, the gentleset lapping sounds at the shore, the occassional oystercatcher calling as it skimmed the sea. I photographed gentle events...© Glyn Davies 2012  All rights reserved. No copying or use on any website is either permitted or implied. Action WILL be taken against infringers.
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  • Wind blown Marram grass catches the last of the sunlight as the weather changes and a gale advances over the Irish Sea here at Porth Tyn Tywyn, Rhosneigr, Anglesey, Wales.
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  • And so it was, at about 4.00 pm, I headed for the West Coast of Anglesey, as usual, to catch the dipping sun. I turned up at one of my favourite spots and ambled, totally arbitrarily along the shoreline, enjoying the water, the sounds, the heat and colours of the warm sun and the glistening rocks emerging from the receding tide. Funnily enough, the stark sunshine, at this time of day, at least creates strong shadows, long shadows and sparkling sea tops. As it sank lower the colours intensified further and amazing hues resulted, almost, but not quite unbelievable.
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  • Available as 3 X A1 Limited Edition; 2 x A2 Limited Edition; then unlimited smaller sizes A3 and A4...Shot on Llanddwyn beach as everyone else was leaving - well it was a bitter cold evening, no sunset, no 'obvious' excitement, but I was utterly connected that evening. In the darkness and solitude I became one with the peace, the dusk, the gentleset lapping sounds at the shore, the occassional oystercatcher calling as it skimmed the sea. I photographed gentle events...© Glyn Davies 2012  All rights reserved. No copying or use on any website is either permitted or implied. Action WILL be taken against infringers.
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  • Caught in squally weather, bitterly cold, blown about like a leaf in the wind, at the mercy of the elements and the huge expanse of the open sea - no, not a lonely sailing boat but me, clinging to the cliffs to try and get a shot at that magical moment, when man made and ambient light balance, that perfect window of opportunity which lasts just minutes. I love the softness of colours and contrasts in the gale driven sky behind, and the hint of comfort from the haunted lighthouse. I thought this was a joke until tonight, when as I was taking my last frame something pushed past me, really squeezing past my thigh. I honestly thought it was a dog but there was nothing there. Quite spooked.<br />
<br />
South Stack lighthouse, Holy Island, Anglesey, Ynys Môn. c1809 - Electrified in 1938 - Automated in 1984. 440 steps lead from the 200ft cliff top down to the bridge across the gorge below. We can also see here the RSPB Bird watching tower called Ellin's Tower.
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  • As the fog cleared, a beautiful and gentle sunset appeared, illuminating the calm sea on a slowly incoming tide.
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  • Waves pushing shorewards from the Irish Sea, at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, at sunset with rich colors in the sky and splashes of water and movement of tide
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  • Colourful sunset reflected on wet beach, pools and the sea itself, at the coast at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, Wales
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  • In a streaming gale Jan and I crossed sand dunes to an almost deserted foam-strewn beach. The waves were heavy and fast and the wind was lifting and hurling foam creatures from the shoreline to the dunes, only avoiding splattering our faces thanks to slipstreaming! The sunlight was broken but when it burst through it was warm and rich, sparkling off the wet sand, backlighting oxygenated suds, waddling their way from the water margin. It was a bitterly cold air-stream sweeping down from the North, and poor Jan looked like a frozen rigid Chilli pepper in her new Paramo coat as I stumbled around on wave-soaked reefs. I was excited by the events in front of me but was ever conscious of my suffering slim companion. The spray was constant and when I looked towards the ancient burial chamber of Barclodiad y Gawres I could see horizontal sheets of spray contrasting with the brooding dark hillside. My lens was covered in spray within seconds and the thickness of salt meant that even specialist lens cloths were not effective at clearing off the saline coating - I accepted that today’s shots would be soft and droplet covered, and actually that no longer worries me these days, as atmosphere always beats detail. I balanced myself on a rock jutting from the pristine sand, ready to shoot the choppy sea but today again, I got caught out by one of those ‘tricksy’ seventh waves, which lifted to knee height which was already 18” above the beach, so this time I did get a boot-full of seawater but also a fun shot in the process - no award winner for sure but a great memory of a moment which had Jan laughing widely, even in her sub zero state :-)We walked on, my boot warming like a winter wetsuit and as I was already wet I resigned myself to further soakings as I haunched just an inch above wet sand to photograph a parade of the foamy suds. Finally we stood atop an isolated black crag in the center of this long sandy beach and we watched larger waves exploding over the offshore s
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  • Shot on Llanddwyn beach as everyone else was leaving - well it was a bitter cold evening, no sunset, no 'obvious' excitement, but I was utterly connected that evening. In the darkness and solitude I became one with the peace, the dusk, the gentleset lapping sounds at the shore, the occassional oystercatcher calling as it skimmed the sea. I photographed gentle events...© Glyn Davies 2012  All rights reserved. No copying or use on any website is either permitted or implied. Action WILL be taken against infringers.
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  • When the magical, and literally 'awesome' moments of sunset mirror in virginal wet sand, it’s quite genuinely hard to beat. Double the beauty, double the drama, double the emotional response. It's just a beach, the sea and a ball of gas, so why is it that we as humans are so drawn to these simple elements when combined?
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  • Covered Neolithic burial chamber of Barclodiad y Gawres forming one side of Porth Trecastell cove, West Anglesey, North Wales. Sea Pink (Thrift) grows in the foreground.
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  • I do love silence, well, silence from human noise at least. This evening was so quiet that I could hear the almost imperceptible sound of the rising tide creeping up the shoreline, spilling into tiny ripples in the sand banks and flooding into small sand pools. As often here on the Afon Menai, I could hear the isolated sounds of two waders, a solitary Oystercatcher flitting over the surface of the strait, and a Curlew feeding on the rapidly disappearing shoreline.<br />
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It was yet another dull summer day, wind, rain and eventually a heavy, deadening mizzle, and yet there was also a delicate beauty about the subtly changing scene. The grey sky-blanket wasn't really solid, but an ever-morphing backdrop of monochromatic tones, more like a vaporous dance of silks on a washing line.<br />
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Once again I sheltered under a huge brolly, a dark, warm cove of protection from the elements racing in from the open sea to the West. The landscape became a view, separated from me until I lowered the brolly and felt the full effect of wind-blown rain on my face, smacking me back to reality. It was hard to believe such a pastel scene could exist within the wintry elements all about.
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  • Arriving at South Stack the cloud cover was much more extensive than I'd expected and as evening drew close, only a distant burn of weak sunset behind miles of rain, made any form of feature. Somehow though, the whole thing felt beautifully balanced because of it.
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  • In the darkness there’s always that hope that small moments of light, entertain and delight us.
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  • We decided to ignore the warnings not to drive during Storm Ciara, and headed for the sea. The narrow coastal roads were covered in seaweed and pebbles but high up above the cliffs of South Stack we only had the gale force winds to contend with. I left Jani warm in the van and fought my way down to the cliff edge, thankfully the wind blew me onshore not off! On arrival the skies were dark and gloomy but as I set up the tripod, sunlight burst through a break in the clouds and illuminated the short grasses clinging to the siltstone & quartzite rocks around me. <br />
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I had to lean hard onto the tripod just to try and keep the camera still enough to make the shot. Even then I decided on a higher ISO for safety. Almost as soon as the sun warmed my wind-blown face, it disappeared and I was blown uphill back to the van!
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  • After two amazing days of rock climbing in near 20º sunshine here in North Wales, I found myself walking on Llanddwyn Beach after work today, revelling in the unusual weather conditions. If global warming meant more lovely days like this all year round, with no negative impacts, I’d say bring it on!!<br />
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The sea was very calm indeed, but as usual the Malltraeth side offered some small but fast waves, crashing against the evening sunlit cliffs. Dozens & dozens of lemming like figures dotted the dunes, rocks and forest edge, all focussing their beady eyes on the setting sun.
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  • Colourful sunset reflected on wet beach, pools and the sea itself, at the coast at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey, Wales
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  • And so it was, at about 4.00 pm, I headed for the West Coast of Anglesey, as usual, to catch the dipping sun. I turned up at one of my favourite spots and ambled, totally arbitrarily along the shoreline, enjoying the water, the sounds, the heat and colours of the warm sun and the glistening rocks emerging from the receding tide. Funnily enough, the stark sunshine, at this time of day, at least creates strong shadows, long shadows and sparkling sea tops. As it sank lower the colours intensified further and amazing hues resulted, almost, but not quite unbelievable.
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  • Sunset over textured and patterened wet sand at Llanddwyn Beach, West Anglesey, Irish Sea,
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  • Black, shiny, eroded and smoothed pillow lavas surrounded by soft sand and sea water at a vast beach at Llanddwyn Island off Anglesey
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  • After weeks of appalling weather, wind and rain, it was such a relief to have a dry-ish day. We headed for the coast and literally just caught the last moments of a giant hole in the clouds where we glimpsed the blue sky above. A gentle shimmering of sunlight reflected off the calm sea, but it was like the eye of a storm as banks of deeper grey cloud moved in from the West and the rain started all over again.
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  • Lots of luck but probably still worth the wait, as the tide slowly pushed in as the sun fell, creating just the right balance of sea and sunset between these angular rock formations in North Anglesey.
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  • A church on an island, cut off by the sea at high tide
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  • Hand-held grab shot of a wash of golden light over eroded smooth rocks on Anglesey’s West coast this evening. <br />
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The skies looked dramatic, numerous clouds being blown rapidly in a strong breeze. The air was cold enough to warrant a winter coat, but anticipating some tidal shots I wore shorts to the beach. As I stood in the sea to make more images I was surprised at how warm the waves were as they wrapped around my legs.
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  • Chaotic weather and stormy conditions over the west coast of Ynys Môn this evening, this summer!  One minute, torrential downpours the next, blazing hot sunshine - utterly unpredictable other than for its unpredictability. <br />
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Holyhead Mountain can be seen in the far distance whilst fast-appearing crepuscular rays scan the surface of the Irish Sea as the clouds race inland. It was wind-blown and spectacular and I revelled in the elements
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  • Already feeling lucky having driven to the beach in dull weather, and finding the sun had broken through, I spent ages absorbing myself with the foreshore. For the first time this year I found myself standing thigh high in in the Irish Sea at dusk, each wave caressing my skin as I concentrated on the miraculous and heavenly scenes unfolding before me. The cool water started to feel warm and the movement of energy launched my mind to the Summer ahead.
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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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  • It was only a matter of time before the fighting started. “It’s only a small island” I heard them squawk, “there’s no room for any more on here!” <br />
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What they failed to recognise is that no matter how much they jostled and fought over their little patch of land, the sea level was rising regardless.<br />
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As they all stood there knee-deep in water, it suddenly dawned on them that there were bigger forces at work, and that squabbling was nowhere near as important as finding alternative ways of dealing with an unavoidable reality.
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  • The rocks upon which the Skerries Lighthouse stands are at the end of a low tract of submerged land North-East of Holyhead which lies directly in the path of many of the major shipping lines from Liverpool and Ireland. The lighthouse gives a guide to passing shipping and a warning of the dangerous rocks.; The light was first kindled on 4th November 1717. The original coal-burning grate which surmounted the tower was replaced in 1804 by an oil lamp; and was subsequently converted to electric operation in 1927. The lighthouse was converted to automatic operation and demanned in 1987
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  • We trudged through soft wet sand towards the coast, and apart from one couple passing us on their way back to the lane, we found ourselves alone on an empty beach. <br />
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On the retreating tide a tumbling river carved it’s way towards the sea, backlit by the low winter sun.  Waves formed upon the surface and in a surreal moment of observation, they appeared to be flowing back upriver towards the dunes - strangely hypnotic and utterly wonderful.
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  • A Curlew stood near motionless at the tip of the reef.  Between jagged arms of rock floated four large seals, only their loud exhalations of breath betraying their position but then unavoidably noticeable.<br />
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As I gingerly navigated the serrated rocky reef I startled an Oystercatcher that then screeched off across the calm sea.  Other than the sounds of wildlife there was just the gentle splash of near-invisible waves around me as I crouched low to photograph the rising full moon. The dark water came in behind me, silently, and my camera and me nearly became part of the sombre depths.
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  • In brilliant sparkling sunshine a single yacht starts furling the jib on approach to the harbour. The sea was warm but the wind cooler than of late, a feeling of Autumn creeping in as Summer seeps away.
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  • Nominated image in the 13th Black & White Spider Awards 2018<br />
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Everyone who visits the area has heard about ‘The Swellies’ and only the experienced sailor dares take their yacht between the two famous bridges knowing full well about the infamous whirlpools that have been known to suck kayakers down into the depths before releasing them downstream! These large and very powerful whirlpools only appear at certain stages of the tide, as a massive volume of sea funnels up to the bridges. On the day we filmed this location our skipper killed the RIB engine and showed us just how quickly we could be spun around and pulled towards the vortex. It was both awe inspiring and eerie and a spectacle to remember. <br />
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In the background stands the Telford Suspension Bridge, completed in 1826, the first of the two marvels of industrial engineering that finally allowed people and traffic to cross from mainland Wales to Anglesey without the need for ferries. Many people lost their lives crossing the treacherous Menai Strait on small boats and ferries before the bridges were built.
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  • Rough seas from stormy weather crash against the cliffs at the headland of Porth Trecastell (Cable Bay) West Anglesey, Wales. Sea Pink (Thrift) blows amongst thr rocky cliff top as surf crashes into the cove below.
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  • At sunset, a standing wave, created where the 'Inland Sea' (a narrow strait of water separating Anglesey from Holy Island), connects with the open Irish Sea and the currents interact.
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