It’s a Good Morning Tenacious


Whatever the weather, tall ships were built to be in our bay, they look just about perfect. Tenacious was given her name on the 6th April 2000 and so has no great age but she is always a welcome sight.

Early Mornings and Old harry

DSC04337[1]It was early but not too early, misty but not too misty and Old Harry was basking in the first rays of a September sunrise.

A Marathon, a Pelican and a busy deserted village.

Todays walk for The Swanage Walking Festival was always going to be good, but with perfect weather and a superb group of people it exceeded even my expectations.

It was obvious from the start that the views were going be wonderful: there was just enough of a slight breeze to keep the sea mist away. When we got to Flowers Barrow and the land fell away we could easily see every detail of Portland and Weymouth bay. Portland Bill itself, some fourteen or so miles away, seemed within touching distance. A few boats in the bay were spotted by the eagle-eyed including a beautiful tall ship that turned out to be the Pelican of London (thanks to Jon, my ship expert).

The long since deserted village of tyneham, always popular on a Sunday, was even busier due it being on the Purbeck Marathon route. This is a strange place and always leads to mixed emotions with me, there is certainly a lot of history here but I find it unsettling. The group split up at this point so that everyone could spend their own time here, exploring the small village and the memories that haunt it.
The way back up to Povington Hill, some 650 feet high, is always a challenge but we managed it ended the walk on high note.




Happy Birthday Swanage Lifeboat

On the 16th September 1875 Swanage Lifeboat Station was established. During the next 140 years the lifeboat has been launched 2472 times, caried out 1871 rescues and saved 752 lives.
That’s not too bad for a bunch of volunteers!

About Julian Sawyer

It is easy these days to spend hours processing shots on a computer, removing twigs or imperfections, changing colours to make the shot more pleasing or even adding something that may be missing, but I do not do that. Nature, by its very design, is perfectly imperfect and that is how I want my photographs to be. Sometimes the light is not quite right, sometimes the animal will not pose in the way I want or decides to stay hidden, that is the beauty of wildlife photography and I find it frustratingly magical.