Through the eyes of a travelling photographer
Loch Lomond, just 45min North of Glasgow, Scotland, is a very popular lake to visit. Calm days can be rewarded with glassy water, but due to the weather, and some wind, it wasn’t the most ideal conditions.
Adam taking a shot of the power station
As the road unwinds between Callendar and Loch Lomond, the striking beauty of Loch Lubnaig captures your eye. Despite the miserable weather at the time, there were many camped up, on the pebbled shore.
The Bracklin Falls travel for some distance, through very blocky rock features. Each large platform stand 5-20metres over the rushing water below.
Difficult to work out the scale, but the fallen tree was huge
Located within the Queen Elizabeth Forest Park, a 5min short stroll from the information centre up the hill over Aberfoyle lays a picturesque waterfall.
Not so far past Bamburgh Castle, was the border between England and Scotland. As still under United Kingdom, no border checks, with only a couple of flags and a plaque identifying it. A friendly Scottish voice drew the visitors towards the tasty and cheap caravan takeaway bar, serving baps, burgers and hotdogs.
Located near the Scottish border in the Northumberland county, Bamburgh Castle is one of England’s finest. Sitting on a basalt outcrop, the castle has impressive views across the North Sea. It was too early in the day to explore around the castle itself, but will head back there closer to Christmas.
Can you spot the Monarch Caterpillars?
A rare self portrait
After buying a cheap travel car, during the previous week, I thought it was a perfect opportunity to drive up to Newcastle to see my friend Adam. Last time I saw him, was July 2005, when he came to New Zealand also travelling through Cambodia, Thailand, Laos and Vietnam. It was solely for him, after seeing his photos from his travels that inspired myself to travel to the amazing temples of Cambodia.
He used a pocket sized digital camera, but came away with memories he will keep for a lifetime. You can view his photos here: http://wazza.nfscity.com/world/
Adam in front of Bamburgh Castle
Adam lining up a shot of Bamburgh Castle, Northern England.
Adam Gray’s website: www.pbase.com/adamgrayphotography
Visited a popular bird of prey place in the beautiful countryside of Eynsford, Kent. Featuring 150 birds, including eagles, vultures, falcons, owls, and even the hideous Marabou stork.
Incoming
Crash
Feed Me – Click for FULL Resolution
Tower Bridge, East London is not to be mistaken with London Bridge (thanks to artists such as Fergie, who regular call it otherwise) – I overheard many tourists commenting on “London Bridge”, yet this bridge is a few hundred metres upstream, with no features. I found the best location to shoot from was outside Thistle Hotel, on the North-East side
A ferry zips by Tower Bridge
Was a guest at a wedding for family friends, and was asked to take the camera along to get a few snaps. Stratford Manor was a fine wedding venue, and the weather turned out great.
My favourite display at Warwick Castle, was the Birds of Prey flying demonstrations. Featuring sea eagles, golden eagles, buzzards, an owl and a couple of vultures, made for an exciting show.
Air brakes
Bag of Fluff
Warwick Castle is one of Englands’ finest. Built in 1068, by order of King William, it features some live shows, exhibits and birds of prey flying demonstrations during summer.
Madame Tussauds Wax Sculpture of Queen Elizabeth II
View from the tower over Warwick Castle
View of Warwick township, from Warwick Castle tower
Panoramic
Nestled along the River Avon, Stratford-Upon-Avon in Warwickshire, is the birthplace of William Shakespeare – the greatest writer of the English language.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair some time declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
William Shakespeare’s birthplace
William Shakespeare’s home in the evening light
Just a few days prior, severe flooding had causd these boats to come onto the land, still most of the front shops, pubs and houses were closed off due to repairs.
Rye is a small quaint, hill top village, less than 20 miles East of Hastings. Narrow cobbled streets are an attraction, with plenty of freehouse pubs serving warm meals.
Mermaid Street, Rye
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