Soundtrack to a Tuesday

No matter how much noise the wind made along the road to St. Aldhelm’s Head there was always the song of the Skylark. It has always amazed me how this little bird can fly in the strongest of winds whilst singing its beautiful song. I had a great time with several of these birds today as they squabbled and bounced along the path, singing their hearts out and seeming to completely disappear in the shortest of grass.

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Three Amigos

Life seemed a lot calmer for a while on the cliffs this morning but there was still enough wind to keep the birds on their toes. This all changed as Jackdaws filled all of the best view points and watched as a single slate-grey Peregrine glided slowly across the face of the rocks. From then on all of the action took place out of sight, but a flurry of frightened pigeons and a small cloud of grey feathers rising on the wind gave some indication of what happened. As peace returned so did the clouds and it was time to move on.




It’s all about the wave

After the night we had there really was only one place to wander to this morning. The cliffs along Durlston’s coast were taking a real battering as wave after wave cannoned into the rocks. The blow hole at Tily Whim was shooting sea water skyward and living up to its name, sounding more like a surfacing whale than anything else, but it was the sheer power of the sea that mesmerises.
There are many places where it is perfectly safe to watch the sea up here and any time spent doing just that is not wasted. The key word though is ‘safe’! Too many people risk their lives to help others that take too many risks and we all owe it to ourselves and them to stay safe.

I always take far too many shots of the waves, but I have whittled them down to just a few…





Sunshine & Showers

Today’s Purbeck Footprints Wildlife Photography Walk was certainly not for the faint hearted. Forecasted high winds, heavy rain and the chance of thunder may well have kept people away but a fine group of hardy souls, dressed for whatever Mother Nature had in store, decided to throw caution to the wind.

The walk was perfect with all of the heaviest showers deciding to track along the cliffs out to sea rather than over land keeping us dry, if a little windblown.  The views more than made up for the weather and the sound of the waves crashing into cliffs is the perfect soundtrack.







Grey Thursdays

Although this morning’s early wander wasn’t as bright and sunny as it could have been, the cliffs were welcoming and the view was as good as it always is. The soundtrack that accompanies the walk is familiar but ever changing depending on how close to the cliff edge you get and what Mother Nature decides to send your way. Above the sounds of the waves crashing against the rocks Jackdaws and gulls try to dominate the airwaves but there is always more if you listen. DSC06837twOn a grey day when photographs will never do this place justice perhaps it is just time to put the camera down and enjoy the surroundings.

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.