I had a cousin who was an optician. He offered me an after-school job at his shop. He told me he’d teach me how to work the lens-grinding machine but to be careful lest I fall in and make a spectacle of myself.
Our final day (3 April) we went to the visitor centre and the Lindisfarne Priory museum, then took a taxi back to Berwick-upon-Tweed to catch the train. It was a blustery, windy day.
Sitting at breakfast in the hotel that morning we looked out on a foggy scene. Then went out and took pictures (below) before the fog had cleared. Click on any of them to see larger.
Lindisfarne – Holy Island can only be reached at low tide when the causeway emerges from the North Sea, surrounded by wet sand and mud. It was a cold, windy, rainy day as we trekked the 6+ miles. (Click the images below o enlarge them.)
When I take the train to London, before even getting to Alderhsot, I always see beautiful bodies of water out the train window. Some weeks ago I resolved to go find them and photograph them. Of course, the train is elevated at this point, so I wasn’t sure I’d get the same view, and I wondered if I could get passed the obscuring treeline. Looking on the map, I found the Badshot Lea Big Pond was a walk of only a little over a couple of miles so we set off on the firs nice day. Unfortunately, when we got there, we discovered it was a private fishing club with no admittance and no real view through the shrubbery. Then, about a week later, a train ride to London on a foggy morning, at low speed, presented another opportunity (click the images below to see them larger).
Next we took a combination of A3x roads towards our destination of Lyme Regis and I managed a few snaps out the window as we went (I wasn’t the one driving). As we grew closer to Lyme Regis we passed through thick fog, or maybe a cloud.
Here’s another image taken some months ago from my window with the longer zoom (see last post). This one was not converted to Acros in post; these are the colors out of the camera.