Holiday in France 2 - Dungeness (yes I know, we'll get there eventually)
Dungeness is sort of between Bexhill and Folkestone and this served as sufficient excuse for a lightning visit. We usually park opposite Derek Jarman's cottage and pay a small homage to him before walking across the shingle towards the sea. The dark clouds seen at Bexhill had dissipated to be replaced by a blue sky warming with the lengthening day.
You go down alongside an old rusting railway track and past a fisherman's hut overslung with rotting ropes which is sliding into complete decrepitude. Close by there is a similarly degenerating hulk of a boat and all the ground is littered with ancient iron and some rubbish. The hut had markedly disintegrated since I last saw it. Time for a few shots before heading back to the van.
Here are some 'straight' and multiple exposure shots. All the pictures on this trip were taken with the Nikon D800e and also mainly with the 24-70mm f/2.8 lens which is my complete workhorse. The last is of Hettie marching home for her dinner.
You go down alongside an old rusting railway track and past a fisherman's hut overslung with rotting ropes which is sliding into complete decrepitude. Close by there is a similarly degenerating hulk of a boat and all the ground is littered with ancient iron and some rubbish. The hut had markedly disintegrated since I last saw it. Time for a few shots before heading back to the van.
Here are some 'straight' and multiple exposure shots. All the pictures on this trip were taken with the Nikon D800e and also mainly with the 24-70mm f/2.8 lens which is my complete workhorse. The last is of Hettie marching home for her dinner.
Always love a bit of dungeness, one day I will get there.
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