Following in the wake of ‘Hurricane Bertha’, the West Country suffered some pretty miserable weather: the showers were heavy and persistent; the temperature had almost halved from the week before and the winds felt as chilly as those in November. Probably not the best time to choose to go camping then! The week was saved by Friday, which turned out to be bright and warm so Sandymouth beach in North Cornwall – one of my favourites anywhere – was an inspired choice of destination.
The previous nights wind and rain had finally blown away to reveal a freshly scrubbed morning – still a little cloudy, but the light (even at Midday) was more than I could’ve hoped for after a week of flat skies and no shadows.
Sandymouth is a popular spot, but the beach is so big that you can dodge the crowds quite easily.
If you like a rugged English coastline, look no further. The textures and tones of the seaweed, the jagged rocks and the fold lines in the massive cliff faces make Sandymouth an extremely dramatic location.
When the tide recedes, it leaves behind a variety of rockpools, drying seaweed and basking molluscs. Personally, I like Limpets – like little family groups, congregating together on tiny outcrops of rock.
Fridays good weather continued into the evening, and the long journey Eastwards towards home was broken with another night under canvas in darkest Dorset. Thankfully the stars came out to play and put on quite a show.
Images shot on Nikon D3S and Fuji X-Pro1
All photography © Harvey Mills, 2014
Harvey Mills is an award-winning professional photographer, whose portfolio is as diverse as it is extensive. Although a Winchester photographer he works across the UK and beyond, undertaking a variety of commissions, projects and assignments.