What Dreams May Come
Point of Ayr Lighthouse, Talacre
All week the weather forecast had predicted a glorious sun from 6am onwards, then it hinted at clear skies, followed by clouds and then back to clear. We stuck to our game plan and Eddie duly arrived on my doorstep at 3:45am as planned. We quickly swapped cars and headed off... the sat nav pre-programmed the night before (up here for thinking , down there for dancing... you know what I'm like). Not much traffic on the roads at this time of a morning apart from heavy goods keeping the shoppers happy.
We passed over a bridge we didn't know and drove past a ship we couldn't see. Still we were on course and arrived at the beach car park just as the sat nav had predicted - I usually make at least one wrong turn on our travels so this was a first. However, the car park appeared to be locked but it pays to check and on closer inspection they were just badly aligned and leaning so with a bit of heaving and pushing we managed to prize them apart and squeeze the car through. A quick change of shoes for wellies and we were on our way to the beach.
Now those that have visited before will know you have to cross over the dunes before you see the lighthouse and on first sight the vista was not as one would have hoped. Although we were an hour ahead of sunrise, a band of light sat between the horizon and one solid bank of motionless cloud mocking us as it deliberately bisected our intending shots. My first hour of shooting produced nothing worthy of processing and posting. Only with the imminent arrival of the sun from behind the Wirral peninsula did the cloud give in and start to disperse.
What had started as a potentially disappointing trip out was beginning to show signs of hope and excitement. We both quickly moved location, set-up again and clicked away. This is my second frame as the cloud began to break with the rising sun, still not visible on the horizon, under lighting and warming the sky. I began to dream of our changing fortune and hoped...
What Dreams May Come
Point of Ayr Lighthouse, Talacre
All week the weather forecast had predicted a glorious sun from 6am onwards, then it hinted at clear skies, followed by clouds and then back to clear. We stuck to our game plan and Eddie duly arrived on my doorstep at 3:45am as planned. We quickly swapped cars and headed off... the sat nav pre-programmed the night before (up here for thinking , down there for dancing... you know what I'm like). Not much traffic on the roads at this time of a morning apart from heavy goods keeping the shoppers happy.
We passed over a bridge we didn't know and drove past a ship we couldn't see. Still we were on course and arrived at the beach car park just as the sat nav had predicted - I usually make at least one wrong turn on our travels so this was a first. However, the car park appeared to be locked but it pays to check and on closer inspection they were just badly aligned and leaning so with a bit of heaving and pushing we managed to prize them apart and squeeze the car through. A quick change of shoes for wellies and we were on our way to the beach.
Now those that have visited before will know you have to cross over the dunes before you see the lighthouse and on first sight the vista was not as one would have hoped. Although we were an hour ahead of sunrise, a band of light sat between the horizon and one solid bank of motionless cloud mocking us as it deliberately bisected our intending shots. My first hour of shooting produced nothing worthy of processing and posting. Only with the imminent arrival of the sun from behind the Wirral peninsula did the cloud give in and start to disperse.
What had started as a potentially disappointing trip out was beginning to show signs of hope and excitement. We both quickly moved location, set-up again and clicked away. This is my second frame as the cloud began to break with the rising sun, still not visible on the horizon, under lighting and warming the sky. I began to dream of our changing fortune and hoped...