A weekend at the coast

Did you know 2023 is the Year of the Coast? Well…apparently so. If you’re into all that touristy marketing stuff, then this year is the turn of The Coast. Lucky for me, there’s plenty of nice coastline that’s relatively accessible from my little corner of Kent. From the old church ruins on the coast at Reculver to the White Cliffs to the otherworldly vibe of Dungeness and the old fishing boats (albeit rapidly disappearing it seems), there’s plenty to shoot and enjoy.

Recently I’ve been re-discovering an old part of the coast that I remember visiting as a kid, but not much in the last few <coughs> decades. Shakespeare beach is pretty iconic. The towering Shakespeare cliff dominates the view down the coast towards Samphire Hoe and on to Folkestone. I’ve been back a couple of times in recent weeks, trying to find some new compositions. It’s one of those places where there is one very obvious subject, but a limited number of options in terms of composition. That hasn’t stopped me from trying though, and I’ve enjoyed pottering around and trying to come up with something other than just plonking my tripod down and taking a quick shot. It’s a location too that seems to enjoy some of the biggest waves on the East Kent coast, even with only a moderate wind.

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Last time I visited, I noted there were some opportunities that, for whatever reason, I didn’t take advantage of (probably too distracted by the cliffs). Nothing particularly exciting, but the rocks and the sea made for some potential I didn’t really explore. This time howevever, with only a short amount of time available to me, I made my way further up the beach and tried out a couple of alternative shots, including of some old groynes (which seemed to be a theme of my weekend) that I hadn’t spotted on my last visit. I’ll be back there for more in the near future no doubt.

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It’s this looking for details that I decided to focus on the following morning on a trip to The Warren near Folkestone. Thanks to a lift from the yellow jacket wearing Aga McPherson due to issues with my car (more on this another time), we spent a pretty cool (and overcast) morning wandering around the beach capturing the groynes and making the most of the perfect conditions for long exposure photography. Largely having the beach to ourselves, we set to work on capturing the classic East Kent location.

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I’ve been to The Warren a fair few times in the past, and I always go for the same shots. Decaying groynes, water lapping or crashing around them, getting those textures in the water and on the groynes themselves. This time, however, I tried to look for some details on the beach. There’s always plenty of interest dotted around (it’s always been known as a good spot for fossil hunting - something that was an interest of mine as a child), and so I decided to see if I could get some more abstract shots on the beach, looking our for interesting details. This isn’t normally my style. I prefer the bigger, classic landscape views, but it was good to change things up and look for details…this is something that I’ve certainly found has improved as I’ve gone out and done more street photography.

I think perhaps my favourite of these that morning was this shot of an interesting rock (words I never thought I’d type on a blog post…). The mixture of orange and black, alongside the textures and shapes that have been formed by years of erosion made it more interesting than the average rock (again…words I never thought I’d type…). It was tricky to get the shot right, I’m not one for this kind of photography and rather than have the patience to focus stack it, I just tried to get it in one shot. Think I did ok.

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It’s this sort of thing I think I need to do more of out in the landscape. Look for finer details. Try to look beyond the obvious shots. Nothing wrong with obvious shots, of course. Just, well, they are obvious. As I said before, I think my street photography helps here. I’m getting used to looking for little details here and there, pockets of light, interesting colours, shapes and textures. Bringing that kind of mentality to my landscape photography might help give a new dimension to my photography. Who knows, it may result in me investing in a macro lens and really going for those finer details. Ahhh, GAS. I wondered how long it would be before you would tap me on the shoulder and throw a new temptation in my face…

Right, off to check the tide times to work out where to head this weekend…hmm…

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Winter came...

After a hot summer and a pretty mild autumn, it came as quite a shock when winter hit last week. Of course, we didn’t get snow in this part of the country, but we did have freezing conditions, fog and some good hard frost across the county. Fortunately for me, this cold snap hit on a week where I had a weekday off work - huzzah! A rarity for the conditions to suit my diary, so of course I grasped the opportunity with both hands.

Between Thursday and Sunday I managed to squeeze in four locations and a couple of evening street photography walks too. All in all, a pretty great week. And it all started, where else, but in Fairfield.

Fairfield

Now, I’ve not been to Fairfield since that epic day earlier in the year that had me giddy as a school child. It’s one of those locations that is easily overdone, and so I like to space out my visits (helped somewhat by the long drive to get there from our neck of the woods). Taking the opportunity of a weekday off, I checked the weather forecast, got excited about the potential for thick frost, packed my camera bag and prepared myself for an epic trip.

After a swift detour to pick up Aga McPherson (the famous girl in a yellow jacket), we headed down to Fairfield, wrapped up warm and eager to capture the wintery scene we had pictured in our minds the night before. And we weren’t disappointed. Sheep roamed the fields, the water was frozen, the grass thick with frost…you couldn’t ask for better conditions (well, I guess you could ask for fog…but then, you know, there’s always something isn’t there?). I tried to get a few different compositions, some worked, some didn’t. But then there’s no point driving all that way only to get the exact same composition as before, right?

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Of course, the photo above isn’t really a new composition, but there are a few in the gallery below. Just in case you doubted me!

Fairfield was great, it was freezing cold (as you’d expect in a relatively remote location this time of year), but it was fantastic. Sheep roamed around the church (which resulted in some very careful tripod placement!), and we were the only two photographers to enjoy the scene as the moon went down, the sun came up and the light caught the frozen grass. All in all, well worth the trip. And a brief nap awaited me on my return home before setting out into Canterbury and onwards to Folkestone for some street photography. Then it was all about planning for the weekend and considering where would be best to make the most of the freezing conditions.

Hothfield Common

On Saturday I had planned to go to Wye. But the roads were all closed, it looked like a horrorshow to get to the top of the Downs, and so I changed my plans and instead headed towards Hothfield Common. It’s only relatively recently I’ve “discovered” Hothfield. I had never been before last year, but there’s something about the place that’s quite captivating. Whether it’s the Highland Cows, the Konik ponies, the heather or just the unusual nature of the landscape, there’s something about it that makes you feel you are not in Kent at all, that you’ve been transported to another place altogether (at least until the dog walkers arrive and you hear the familiar East Kent accent).

Anyway, I’d not yet been in the winter time, and I’d had a few shots in mind if there was ever the opportunity to go in ice cold condtions. And…well, I wasn’t disappointed.

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This was pretty much the compostion I had in mind. I’ve been returning to this tree a few times ever since my first trip to Hothfield, and been fascinated by the potential given it was surrounded by ferns and heather. As always, I had hoped for something slightly different. I felt like a bit of fog in the background would have helped simplify the scene, and it would have been nice for none of the branches to overlap with the background (I could get no lower than this) but nonetheless, I was pleased with this shot. I felt like it really captured the conditions that morning. And, fortunately for me, it was a scene that I had pretty much to myself.

Seasalter and Whitstable

Finally, Sunday saw a trip to Seasalter and Whitstable. The conditions once more were epic, with the added bonus of some fog (finally!) thrown into the mix. Although this time the problem was too much the other way…perhaps a little too much fog! Yes, I’m never satisfied. Seasalter was particularly pleasing though. The long grasses were frozen solid, the water in front of the beach huts was a sheet of ice, robins danced in amongst the grasses around me…you couldn’t really ask for more.

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Not quite satisfied with my lot, I decided to head down the road to Whitstable and see what was on offer there. I’ve been wanting to capture a foggy view of the harbour for some time, and this seemed a good opportunity. And so it turned out. Thick fog enveloped the harbour. To the extent that, once more, you wished it was just a little less thick. But, again, one could hardly complain. These conditions don’t come along very often and expecting perfection is asking a bit too much. You just have to seize the opportunity and get what you can get.

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And so that was a pretty hectic week. Freezing cold, but wonderful epic conditions the likes of which we rarely get the opportunity to shoot. And even now, a week later, it’s not quite done yet. Milder conditions are not forecast to hit for another 24-48hrs, so there might still be some time left to grab some epic wintery conditions before we head into Christmas. Fingers crossed there’s more to come, and maybe some snow at some point…just not around Christmas itself (we’re flying to Spain). If it can just time itself as well as the conditions did this time, I’ll be happy.

Photography in difficult conditions

Winter is here. The days are shorter, the temperature is getting lower, the frost is coming…and maybe some snow too (doubtful in this part of the country, but we hold out hope!). For me, above all else, winter screams Mood. And I love a bit of mood, even if sometimes it can feel like staying at home in bed would be the better option.

I do enjoy photography in challenging conditions. Well, when I say challenging, I mean in the East Kent sense. Wind, rain, freezing (-ish) temperatures…it can make for hard work, but it can also make for great opportunities. Dark clouds, big waves, ice cold rain…all can help make for really moody, atmospheric images.

Of course, I often feel like I’ve made a big mistake when I go out in those conditions. Why on earth didn’t I stay home, make a cup of tea and chill at home? But then sometimes you get home after a trip, fire up Lightroom and see why it was worth getting out there (let’s face it, it’s always worth getting out there…you just need to force yourself sometimes). And then there’s the other added bonus…you usually find you are the only person who was daft enough to get up and out with a bag full of camera gear to take some shots.

We’ve all been there. We head to a popular location, excited about the potential for sunrise, only to find another four or five photographers already on the scene. DAMMIT. WHY COULDN’T I HAVE THIS BEACH ALL TO MYSELF? It’s hard not to full into that trap of entitlement. Of believing that beach is really your beach, your scene and features your composition. It’s nothing of the sort, of course. You don’t own it. (Although some photographers do seem to believe that they do own a scene…see my previous post.)

Now I don’t think by any stretch I have nailed photography in challenging, wintery conditions. But it doesn’t matter. I feel like nothing really hones your skills like battling against wind, rain and freezing fingers just to get a shot on some beach somewhere. You have to work fast, you have to concentrate, you have to keep your gear as protected as possible (I often forget the last big, even despite having rain protective covers and microfibre cloths in my bag) and you have to keep an eye on those conditions in case they take a turn for the worst. Often times to me, shooting in those conditions feels like a workout. Short of breath, cold and wet…carrying a big camera bag on top of all that can really test your stamina. And again, that’s when your mind drifts back to “what if I stayed in bed?”.

But the drama. That DRAMA. And 99% of the time you know you were the only person who captured those dark clouds rolling in, the rain pouring down, the mighty waves crashing down onto the shore. I feel it. I feel the need to get out there and get those shots. Sure, autumn is beautiful. Spring is a much welcome splash of colour and promise of warmer (and longer) days ahead, but winter? Give me those big coats, woolly hats, cold hands, wind whipped face, soaked to the skin, short of breath, dramatic, dark and wintery days. Give me those challenging conditions that make you question why you even do this. And then realise the answer is right there in front of you. That is why you do this.

Doing Photography On A Family Holiday

Every now and then you need a change of scenery. Something different. Shooting local is great, but often there’s that longing to go further afield and get some epic shots. The past couple of years that’s seemed somewhat of a fantasy. Travelling anywhere beyond the local area had seemed, for a time, like something we wouldn’t be able to experience again for quite a while. And then came…vaccinations.

Even without these considerations, travelling further afield isn’t always an easy proposition, particularly when you have children. Childcare arrangements and inflexible jobs can often mean that travelling somewhere for a whole day (or more), let alone half-a-day, is impractical at best, selfish at worst. So a family holiday seems like a perfect opportunity to go somewhere new, have some great days out and get great photos, right? Well…maybe not.

Way back in 2019 I took a trip up to meet new relatives in Scotland (“new” because my mother was adopted and she’d only latterly discovered who her birth mother was, a handful of years before she passed away). The plan in 2020 was to go up as a family and meet them all proper. Of course, that didn’t happen…

Skip forward to 2022 and we finally made the trip up. At last, a trip to Scotland. Some new scenery…new photo opportunities. Think of all the fantastic landscapes I can photograph, the lochs, the mountains, the drama…except, it doesn’t really work out like that does it. (No, it does not.)

With a car packed full of cases, gifts, snacks and…well…two camera bags, we headed north. A twelve hour journey that, psychologically at least, I had broken down into smaller chunks, like stages on the Tour de France. Only with bleak and depressing service stations breaking up the stages rather than podiums and bouquets of flowers. Breaking it into stages and imagining the amazing scenery we’d experience and, hopefully, capture on camera, was what got me through the drive. Oh, and chocolate Oreo bites obvs…

The weather driving up took a turn for the worst as we headed towards the border. To the extent that you could barely see the road due to the amount of rain falling. And yet…I had a feeling epic conditions were around the corner. And my word was it epic. The clouds broke, the light began to poke through, the rain stopped…and then the magic…mist rolling across mountains, back lit by the setting sun. These were epic conditions. Once in a lifetime conditions. “Dammit I can’t get out and stop to take pictures because I’m transporting our family to the bed and breakfast” conditions. I knew I couldn’t capture it. I had little idea of the roads and potential spots to stop, and it was getting on for 8pm and the kids wanted dinner and bed. I had to miss it. FOMO + FML=OHWELL

But, of course, this is the reality of trying to do photography on a family holiday. Chances are fleeting. You have to make do with what you can do that fits in with the schedule. If you’re going out for the day, you can’t rush everyone back to the B&B/hotel just so you can grab your stuff and head out for some sunset photography. Equally, you can’t get up at 3am just to head to some amazing sunrise location, when you know you’ll be doing a lot of driving later and you need to be in a good headspace for the kids. You have to get what you can, when you can, whenever you go out. Make it part of the trip, rather than something you do on your own.

Of course, there will likely be no “portfolio” shots, but you might still get something. One of the things that I have enjoyed about doing street photography is that it’s added some flexibility to my photography. Can’t get an epic sunset landscape shot? Ok, how about a shot in the middle of the day with that couple standing on the shore with the landscape in the distance? Is it “portfolio”? No. Is it better than just taking a photo of the landscape with harsh light? Absolutely it is. And you’re always likely to end up in public places so there’s ample opportunity there too.

Finding ways to ensure everyone enjoys a family break and you get to indulge in some photography isn’t easy, but with flexibility and a bit of suppression of your FOMO instincts, it is possible to achieve both. If nothing else, it’s a good scouting opportunity for those trips when you can get away on your own. And, of course, it’s a nice change of scenery.

Thank you, Fairfield. It was epic.

Decisions, decisions. Trying to work out where to shoot on a particular day seems to take up almost double the amount of time the actual shoot lasts. Not just the trying to decide where to go, but the planning. Checking weather conditions. Looking up tide times for various locations. Checking the weather conditions again. Thinking about potential compositions. Checking the weather conditions again. And so on and so on. Before you know it, hours have passed and you still don’t know where to go.

Sometimes, even after all the planning, I still can’t decide where to go. To the extent I wake up, pack my stuff, jump in the car and decide while I am on the road. Which has its drawbacks. No point driving west only to decide that you want to shoot somewhere east. But, you know, sometimes you just go with the flow and see where it takes you. Yes, sometimes I can be spontaneous. Sometimes.

And so it was that I packed my bag, grabbed my winter coat, jumped in the car and headed off…somewhere. All I knew was there was going to be fog. Question was…where should I go? Wye? Folkestone? Somewhere else…? Hmm, tricky.

Left for Folkestone, right for Wye. I’ll take a right I think.

Fog looks promising…could be a great morning if things pan out as I hope…

It’s looking good in Wye and around Ashford…left turn to the Devil’s Kneading Trough or straight on?

Hmm…straight on.

Where am I going? It looks like it’ll be epic in Wye, why would I not stick with Wye? No, let’s chance it…let’s head to…FAIRFIELD.

Fairfield. That magical Kent location that every photographer visits looking to capture this unique church on the Romney Marshes. I’ve been a couple of times before and got some decent shots, but never anything quite as good as I would have hoped for. Largely because the conditions have never really been that epic. Someday that has to change, surely?

And so on I drove to Fairfield…through the thick fog in Ashford to…er…no fog at all. At least, I could see for a fair distance without any difficulty. Where had that fog gone to? I…I think I may have made a mistake. Why not Wye? Oh well, too late now…let’s just get there, get some shots, get home, have a cup of tea and pretend I made a good decision on the A28. No point dwelling on what might have beens…not whilst I’m driving on a national speed limit road at this time of the morning.

But wait…it’s picking up again…it looks like it might be promising…just take this right and follow the road and just maybe…oh bloody hell…I can’t see a damn thing in the field…the church is definitely there somewhere, but…this could be interesting. I’ll just pull over into the laybay…oh dammit…someone else is here. Ah well, I guess it’s too much to ask for me to have all of this to myself. Just grab my bag and let’s go have a look…

Ok, this looks like fun….let’s head around this way…there should be a good composition from this angle…it’s a bit creepy walking around here, but I’m sure I’ll be ok…ok, maybe I probably should have told my wife where I was…I can’t see more than 5yds, what if I fall over and have an accident…I could be here on my own for hours…ah, here we go, just around here and…oh shit, I can’t get there. There’s a fence in the way. The light is changing. Oh crap the sun is coming through and the light is looking epic. Shit. Run. No wait….climb over the fence…now run…Christ I’m so unfit…I can’t run all the way down to the main gate again. Dammit, I’ll climb back over the fence…one leg over, now…crap, my foot is stuck…down I go….I’m ok. I think i’ve got everything, nothing has fallen out, has it? No, still got my inhaler, car keys…right…QUICKLY!! GET THE COMPOSITION FOR GOD’S SAKE BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE.

Got it, right, set up…I think I need the wide angle lens for this one…let’s go for f8, ok, check the light meter, set the shutter speed…got it. I BLOODY GOT IT! YES! I’m knackered, my knees hurt, my shoes are wet, but I bloody got it! Now…let’s check the focus…it’s looking good. Hopefully not disappointed when I open it in Lightroom, but it looks like it should be ok.

The fog is shifting again….it’s getting denser…it looked like it was lifting, now it’s getting denser again…I need to move to change the composition to make the most of it…where should I go? Maybe get the sun behind the church? Yeah, that might work…at least I don’t have to climb any fences! Ok…this looks good. I think the focus is ok…can’t really tell with the light shining in my DAMN EYES. But i think it’s good. Ok, let’s take the shot…

Bloody hell, the fog and light are shifting around again. Where to now? I guess over the other side? Yes, over the other side…OF COURSE OVER THE OTHER SIDE, WHY WOULDN’T I HAVE TO NOW CHASE TO THE OTHER SIDE OF WHERE I AM SHOOTING NOW, IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE.

Damn, this is the best workout I’ve had in ages. I mean, it would be nice to stay in one spot, but I am suffering from a bit of a post-Christmas energy lull so maybe this is doing me some good. And besides, LOOK AT THIS AMAZING LIGHT EVERYWHERE.

I don’t think I’ve seen anyone yet. Have I seen anyone yet? No, I don’t think so. I can’t believe it. Have I got Fairfield all to myself? I must have. I HAVE THESE EPIC CONDITIONS ALL TO MYSELF?!? The photography gods have shone their light on me today…I can’t believe my luck.

Ok, this is good, let’s shoot it this way…get the framing right, this looks like quite a creepy shot with the fog around the church, the stillness of the water…I think it’s frozen…I don’t want to test it, but I think it is frozen…wow, what’s that noise? Ah yeah, it’s definitely frozen…sounds like the ice is cracking. Good job I didn’t put my tripod on it after all…

Ok last shot…was that a gate opening and closing? Yeah, there’s a figure there in the fog…doesn’t look like a photographer. Looks like he’s running. Seems it must have been his car in the laybay. Dude, you’re missing the most epic view! Don’t run away…well, not until I’ve got you in at least one shot anyway…

What’s the time? Man, I’ve been here 2 1/2 hrs. I need to go. But I can’t. I want to stay here all day. But what about your wife and children? They’ll understand, right? I mean…LOOK AT IT. No, I better go. Ahhhh. What a morning. What an unbelievable morning. I took a chance and it was quite the reward. Thank you, Fairfield. It was EPIC.

Looking back on 2019 and looking forward to 2020...

A little later than I had originally intended (I should know by now that Christmas and New Year with two kids means that time is in short supply for things like this!), but thought I’d briefly reflect on 2019 and think about what’s next for 2020. Let’s start by looking back…

On 2nd January 2019 I wrote a blog post out lining a few aims and objectives for the coming year, so how successful was I in achieving them?

1) Do more video work.

TICK. Well, I did do “more video work” in the sense I actually filmed, edited and published a YouTube video. My trip to Scotland in the summer of 2019 to meet my mum’s real family gave me the perfect opportunity to experiment with creating a short film, particularly as I went without my wife and children. I was quite pleased with the end result (see below), but I’ve not created anymore since.

2) More street photography.

TICK. I’ve done more street photography here and in Spain over the past 12mths, but I still need to improve my approach. I’m still very much on phase 1 and phase 2 (see here), but I feel like I’ve improved a bit in this area.

3) Print more.

FAIL. I had good intentions to print and keep photos in a scrapbook, but I’ve just not kept on top of this and I’ve not printed anything for months.

4) Blog more.

FAIL. Again, same as above. I had good intentions, but it’s just not happened.

5) Discover new locations.

TICK. I’ve tried a couple of new locations over the past 12mths (Botany Bay, Isle of Grain, Ashenbank Wood) but I do need to expand on this in 2020 and explore the county a bit more widely. I have some ideas in mind, but let’s see if I follow through on them.

6) Oh yeah, 365 Project type stuff.

SEMI-FAIL. Again, best intentions, but after over half the year I gave up and just lost all motivation. I think this wasn’t helped by restricting myself to black and white.

Over the course of 2019, I’ve really felt that my photography has improved a great deal and I’m starting to gain confidence in the quality of the images that I’ve created. I think partly this has been down to being better organised, particularly for sunrise shoots, as well as honing my technique. In terms of organisation, I’ve tried to make sure I am on location over half-an-hour before sunrise (rather than minutes before sunrise) as I appreciate now that often the best light is just before the sun peeps out over the horizon. I’ve also taken to making a hot breakfast in the morning and plonking it into a Therma-pot so that I can have breakfast on the go rather than leaving the house after I’ve eaten it. This has certainly helped to ensure that I arrive on location in good time and can concentrate on getting a good composition for that early morning light (as an aside, I still much prefer to sunrise to sunset).

To give an example of how I think I’ve improved, this is a shot from early 2019 taken in Dungeness (I arrived after the best light had happened):

And here’s one taken of the same boat in Dungeness, but this time I arrived in plenty of time before sunrise:

There’s probably not a whole lot in it, but I much prefer the second image to the first. I think I took it after the sun had risen (and therefore around the same time as the first), but because I had arrived early I had time to play around and get some different compositions and better evaluate the conditions, rather than rushing to get a shot before the best of the light had gone.

I also feel like my woodland photography improved greatly this year. We have some great local woods with lots of potential and plenty of silver birch trees dotted around (as well as wild deer, which is always breath-taking to see). For example, here are a few woodland shots I took in 2018:

And here are some taken in 2019:

I definitely feel there has been a big step forward there (to the extent that I even printed off one of the above and gave it to a family member as a gift for Christmas). I still feel I need to work it more, but I think spending virtually every weekend in the woods for the best part of a month really helped me to get a clearer sense of how to compose decent woodland shots.

Overall I feel strides have been made, and I am growing in confidence to the extent I am mulling over selling prints in 2020 (although it remains to be seen whether I am actually prepared to take that step just yet). The key for me has been getting out regularly, practicing all the time, working some scenes that I know well until I get shots that I am really happy with and being more organised in my trips out. And I haven’t even mentioned the biggest change in my shooting this year…

Early in 2019 I switched up my trusty D3200 for the D7200. A big leap in terms of what the camera does, but still a crop-sensor Nikon. I’ve been absolutely thrilled with the camera so far. Of course in many ways it’s not about the camera but the person behind it, but it’s undoubtedly the case that the D7200 has made a number of things easier. For example, the increased number of focus points have helped greatly (from 11 on the D3200 to 51), as has the resolution on live view (I’m better able to zoom in on screen and manually focus than I was on the D3200 which tended to look very fuzzy after hitting the zoom button a couple of times). Much as I loved the D3200, I certainly feel the D7200 has helped me to take things up a level.

As for 2020, I’m not sure where I’ll be 12mths from now (in an abstract rather than literal sense!). I want to start exploring the possibility of selling images, but I’m not going to commit to that just yet. I also want to challenge myself by exploring new locations and getting some new compositions. But beyond that, I think I just want to keep practicing, improving and keeping to my new regime of getting out early and not rushing my shots! We’ll see where that takes me…

All the best for 2020!