6 – Malpas, Tourism, Pinned to pontoon
Malpas was the furthest upriver I wanted to take the boat. Any further and we would need a quay to lean against when the tide fell – possible, but not necessary on this trip.
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A Passage into Cornwall
5 – River Fal, ‘Old Dreadnought’
The plan was to moor for the night against one of the visitors pontoons upriver..
A Passage into Cornwall
4 – Poor light, Carrick Roads, Quarantine
It was a poor day for photography. I had spent the night in Falmouth Yacht Harbour, sheltered from the strong easterly wind by the pilot boat Arrow.
A Passage into Cornwall
3 – Photographing Sea
During a passage west, I have been thinking about the difficulty of taking photographs of the sea that reflect the actual sea state, particularly the more exhilarating sea states. In the previous post, I hinted that adding context to the image gave it considerably more depth.
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A Passage into Cornwall
2 – Photographing Sea
I am back from a week’s ‘cruise’ – west to Falmouth then up the River Fal, before the weather brought an end to it. I had originally planned to sail back to Plymouth today as we have a longstanding arrangement to meet with friends tomorrow. However, the inshore forecast for today reads:
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A short passage to Dartmouth
5 – A lot of sail, very little wind
On the Monday, I set off early towards Salcombe planning to get to Bolt Head before the tide turned against me. There was no wind so, under motor, a chance to note the effect of the tide and the surface of the sea. Thus . . .
A short passage to Dartmouth
4 – A mooring in Salcombe
Ever curious, I have been asking myself about single-handed sailing and why I enjoy it so much. The fact that I am reflecting on this at all is a clue in itself. I will enlarge on this later.
What brought this on was the image below of a diminutive Blue Mistress moored among a sociable fleet of smart yachts in Salcombe and the acknowledgement that this is not a suitable haunt for the sailor who seeks solitude.
A short passage to Dartmouth
3 – A few days away – to Dartmouth and back
I’ve been away for a while – first a week on the boat then a trip to London for a ’45-year’ reunion. In the latter we met up as fellow students, still recognisable as the young people we used to be – (well . . . some more, some less)! It was fun. But the London of today is not the same as it was 45 years ago. Our dental hospital was in Leicester Square and we could walk across the square without having to push through crowds of tourists. Not that I wish to turn the clock back – tourists are good for the capital, but I want to record this enormous increase in population and to contrast it with the single-handed sailing I enjoyed a few days before.
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2 – My approach to photography
When I was a dentist, I took photographs all the time – mostly macro settings of small objects and areas. These were essential records of what I was seeing.
In my private life, my photographs have also been records – records of places, people and details. My family will tell you somewhat wearily, “He takes photographs of boats mostly!”
Beyond Steeple Point 