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Porthgain to Abereiddy

I decided to go out on a proper photography mission last week with the intention of really trying to get some good shots in poor weather. It was something of a retro trip out to a favourite local walk I’ve done hundreds of times and I went with a fairly basic kit; just my 24-105 f4 which was the first lens I got when I got a serious camera. It’s a great lens and very versatile but sometimes it’s tempting to carry a heavy bag with a longer lens or to chuck in a fast prime ‘just in case’. The 105 gives enough length to get some compression in your shots and 24 is wide enough for most purposes so it’s a decent choice for a day out. The gallery below is in fairly chronological order starting with a shot through the wet windscreen out to the harbour at Porthgain while I waited for the rain to stop. I spent a lot of time on Traeth Llyfn trying to find a composition that worked. With the sun low in the southern sky and obscured by thick cloud it meant that the light was flat but also the far end of the beach was dull and in the shadow of what light there was. I tried a few long exposure shots but had difficulty finding a good angle on the rocky outcrops that stretch out like fingers from the cliffs at the back of the beach. Trying to find something for the foreground wasn’t really working for me until I got my feet wet and tried some long exposures with an ND filter smoothing out the textures in the water and sky. I’d gone out partly with the pictures of Michael Kenna in my head and was somewhat successful in getting what I wanted out of some of the shots.

I spent a good amount of time on the beach and was reminded why landscape photography (at least the way I do it) is best as a solitary activity. Walking back and forth along the beach and occasionally cursing myself and walking back to a spot I’d abandoned because I felt like there was definitely a shot to be had from a certain spot if I could just work harder to find it. Some textural shots from a closer study of the rocks and then I was ready to walk on before the tide started to threaten my safe departure. Walking around the corner towards Abereiddy provided a nice portrait of a sheep lit by the sun which was starting to find more gaps in the cloud before I arrived at quite a popular little lookout over the headland and beyond to the hills above St Davids. I got a nice sunset shot looking southwest along the coast with the elevation enough to get a good view. I’ve taken a few shots here over the years but not sure how many have been blessed with such nice light, the only one I processed in colour. After that it was time to head for home, slipping along those muddy winter paths.

Traeth Llyfn

A selection of shots from Traeth Lyfyn, the beach between Abereiddy and Porthgain. These were taken around 9.30pm as the light was fading. They are all variations on a theme but I’ve included them all here just because I couldn’t decide on a favourite, or at least my favourite changed each time I looked through them. Please let me know which one you like.

It was fairly obvious from the time I left the house that the light wasn't going to be anything special but it was one of those still evenings when it was nice to be stood on the sand with a gentle swell only occasionally pushing a wave of any size onto the beach. The tide was dropping from high meaning I couldn't initially get any further onto the beach so I took a few from the bottom of the steps until the tide dropped a little. It's a creative time for me when the light is flat and dusk is closing in. On an empty beach (somewhat rare this summer), when the night is warm and still and there's no rush to get a shot before the light changes (it just gets dark) you can slip into a zone and find a good shot in the gloom. Eventually there is no light to work with and it's time to go home. On the way back I met a badger who hadn't heard me coming or got a sniff of me in the still air. It scarpered when I had to hasten past and I listened as it galloped up the path and trundled off through the barley.

Oh, the first shot is the barley field you pass on the way to the beach from Porthgain. This is virtually the same as the shot I entered into the Landscape Photographer of the Year a few years back but with flat light the colours were rather dull so I felt it worked better in B&W.

North from Porthgain

After what seems like a few weeks of wall to wall sunshine, the weather broke with typically British contrast to bring high winds and rain over the bank holiday and into this week. In all the sunshine I’ve barely touched the camera and was beginning to feel a bit lacking in motivation to go out and take a photograph. Sunny weather is for riding bikes. Dramatic weather is not for riding bikes but is for taking photos. Today, I thought it worth the effort to head off to Porthgain. I was intending to shoot a landscape that included the usual coastal spring flowers which are in bloom but I found none on my short walk which became a race to find a nice view before the sun set. In the end I’d virtually given up on a shot as I couldn’t find any flowers and the cloud wasn’t behaving for a shot of the harbour markers which looked good against an incoming storm. A large and annoyingly square patch of bare sky ruined any composition I tried so I decided to look North instead. I managed to take a few frames here before the storm made landfall. Soon after this shot it enveloped the Strumble peninsula and a minute or so after that it arrived with me, hail battering my legs as I trotted back to the car. British weather reminding me that just because it’s May I shouldn’t rule out a good old hailstorm!

Technicals: This is a two shot panorama. I’d decided to take my 24-70 lens but the 24mm composition was a little too tight so I stitched two shots together in Lightroom to get a little extra width on the left of the frame to better show the approaching weather. I was shooting in aperture priority so one of the shots is eight seconds and one is five seconds (f8 ISO100). I should have shot in manual mode to make sure the exposure was even but in the end it didn’t matter and the three second difference in exposure isn’t really noticeable in the textures of the water.

The other version of this story is about inspiration and where it comes from. I was faffing around in the early stages of the evening wondering if I should go out at all. The weather wasn't inviting and I didn't feel like I wanted to drive anywhere if it was going to be a waste of time. In the end, as often happens, music helped get me out of the door. I'd been watching an episode of Classic Albums the night before about the Tears for Fears album Songs From the Big Chair and had already played Head Over Heels a good few times before a Youtube rabbit hole featuring Ian Brown's F.E.A.R and Stardust, Prince absolutely shredding the guitar solo on a live version of While My Guitar Gently Weeps, Massive Attack's Better Things and Home Again by Michael Kiwanuka. The combo was enough to spur me into action and off I went. I got to Porthgain playing the album So by Peter Gabriel at which point I lost phone signal meaning I could only play Don't Give Up on repeat. There's so much to enjoy in that song which has some loose relevance to Porthgain being about the decline of industry (although we can't blame Porthgain's industrial demise on Thatcher). I think it's got to be one of the best duets out there and when that gospel style piano kicks in before Peter Gabriel's penultimate verse, I'm lifted. The bass solo on the tracks outro is beautiful too so with no signal still, it goes on again... and again and again.

Being lost in musical reverie is a great mindset to take photos with. It inspires me to be reckless or meditative, to try and capture the epic or the mundane or sometimes to put the camera back in the bag and shoot nothing at all but enjoy a moment for the soul. When I got home editing was done to Neil Young live at the BBC in 1971 followed by Bill Withers live in '73 by which point it was late and time for bed. So it's thanks to Peter Gabriel, and other music makers and creatives that help me and many others produce our own work by providing inspiration through theirs. I feel that pictures, words, music and art of all kinds are all connected in some intangible way and combining them can be a special alchemy.

Wolseley 1500 at Llanrhian

I was on my way to Porthgain the other day to go and try and get some shots of the dramatic clouds I could see out over the sea but as I drove though Llanrhian I couldn’t help stopping and having a quick chat to Rob in his garage there. A Wolseley 1500 was peeking out from between his blue doors and the scene was too good to drive past.

Porthgain - Stormy late December 2020

I took a walk around Porthgain during one of those lost betwixtmas days. I drove there during a gap in the clouds on a rainy day and when I arrived the gap had closed and rain battered my car as I waited it out. Eventually another hole in the sky appeared and gave me time to jump out and take some pictures. The wind was ferocious and there were curses as every time I checked the front of my lens it was speckled with rain spots and required a clean with my rapidly wettening cloth. That big old dog from the Alun Davies gallery up the road ambled down, stood at the edge of the harbour wall and yawned into the wind looking majestic as it is possible to be in a howling wind. As the sun set the sky took on a whole new palette of peach and pink.

Summer rain at Porthgain

The Shed at Porthgain are doing takeaway fish and chips (thank the lord) so we went down on Friday night to eat something we hadn’t cooked ourselves for the first time in a while. It was one of those rare evenings in Pembrokeshire where the air was still but heavy and the sky was bruised with rain clouds that sat overhead. We took a walk around the harbour, skimmed some stones on the flat water and wandered out onto the headland to look at the harbour markers there. Dramatic light is always welcome as it shows off the landscape at it’s best but then a muggy evening of flat light and muted colours is also lovely; especially with a belly full of fish and chips and a drowsy mood.