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Winchelsea Workshop, a remote church and good old Dungeness

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Following on from sunrise we went back to the hotel for breakfast. Kippers were on the menu so I chose those. They brought 3. I manfully struggled through 2 but the third was a kipper too far. Next we were driven to Fairfield Church, which lies in the middle of a field with a stream flowing in front  of it. This is a much photographed location and I didn't do much more than the normal viewpoint. The first being a long exposure and the next two using a tilt and shift lens to make first a panorama and then a tilted version to get everything front to back in focus at f/8 And next Dungeness. I have been here a couple of times before, the last around 3 years ago and I was saddened to see that one of the huts had fallen down and things were looking rather cleaned up. It may have been that gales have swept the lighter detritus off of the shingle. I know that three of the pictures below don't look particularly 'cleared up'. It

Holiday in France 2 - Dungeness (yes I know, we'll get there eventually)

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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.